Vlad Kornilov presented a new composition - "And the songs sound"
A sincere, beautiful song in which "a swan lives in the Moscow region on an old pond", the author and performer dedicated to the memory of Sergei Korzhukov and Mikhail Tanich: "... since the songs sound, it means that someone believed in a dream ..."
You can already listen to the novelty on digital platforms and on our website.
Listen and download Vlad Kornilov's song "And the songs sound"
Lyrics of Vlad Kornilov's song "And the songs sound"
When the starry sky lights up
And the lines fall on a blank piece of paper
Rhymes are born, woven into verses
And now the song flies over the threshold
By the roads of life, walking without bending
After going through agony, hunger, war, camps
Dying a hundred times and being born again
All my life up to a second, only one loving
And the songs sound
Even though the poet is gone
And the swan lives
In the suburbs on the old pond
And the songs sound
And music is born somewhere
Once the songs are playing
So someone believed in a dream
For life, about bondage, love and separation
For devotion, friendship, longing for the camps
About faithful friends, about Volodka, about Fly
About those who did not call homies for them
A white-winged song flies above the ground
And there is no obstacle to her, the years are not powerful
Singers, musicians, poets are leaving
And the songs sound and kindness lives
And the songs sound
Even though the poet is gone
And the swan lives
In the suburbs on the old pond
And the songs sound
And music is born somewhere
Once the songs are playing
So someone believed in a dream
And the songs sound
Even though the poet is gone
And the swan lives
In the suburbs on the old pond
And the songs sound
And music is born somewhere
Once the songs are playing
So someone believed in a dream
And the songs sound
And the swan lives
And the songs sound
And Music is born somewhere
Once the songs are playing
So someone believed in a dream
So someone believed in a dream
So someone believed in a dream
