Prompt: There was darkness in the cloudy sky The moon is like a pale spot Through the dark clouds it turned yellow, And you sat sad
Prompt: There was darkness in the cloudy sky The moon is like a pale spot Through the dark clouds it turned yellow, And you sat sad
Prompt: There was darkness in the cloudy sky The moon is like a pale spot Through the dark clouds it turned yellow, And you sat sad
Prompt: Now you won't fight so much, A heart touched by a chill, And the country of birch chintz It won't tempt you to wander around barefoot.
Prompt: Now you won't fight so much, A heart touched by a chill, And the country of birch chintz It won't tempt you to wander around barefoot.
Prompt: I do not regret, do not call, do not cry, Everything will pass like smoke from white apple trees. Withered in gold, I won't be young anymore.
Prompt: I do not regret, do not call, do not cry, Everything will pass like smoke from white apple trees. Withered in gold, I won't be young anymore.
Prompt: Below him is a stream of lighter azure, Above him is a golden ray of sun And he, the rebellious one, asks for a storm, As if there is peace in the storms
Prompt: The lonely sail turns white In the blue sea fog!.. What is he looking for in a distant land? What did he throw in his native land
Prompt: The lonely sail turns white In the blue sea fog!.. What is he looking for in a distant land? What did he throw in his native land
Prompt: Who is driving you away: is it destiny’s decision? Is it secret envy Is it open anger? Or is crime weighing on you Or friends slander is poisonous
Prompt: Who is driving you away: is it destiny’s decision? Is it secret envy Is it open anger? Or is crime weighing on you Or friends slander is poisonous
Prompt: We are free birds; it's time, brother, it's time! There, where the mountain turns white behind the clouds, To where the sea edges turn blue, Where we walk only the wind
Prompt: I'm sitting behind bars in a damp dungeon. A young eagle raised in captivity, My sad comrade, flapping his wing, Bloody food is pecking under the window,
Prompt: I'm sitting behind bars in a damp dungeon. A young eagle raised in captivity, My sad comrade, flapping his wing, Bloody food is pecking under the window,
Prompt: Heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers! The azure steppe, the pearl chain You rush as if like me, exiles From the sweet north to the south.
Prompt: And the birch tree stands In sleepy silence, And the snowflakes are burning In golden fire. And the dawn is laz
Prompt: And the birch tree stands In sleepy silence, And the snowflakes are burning In golden fire. And the dawn is laz
Prompt: There on unknown paths Traces of unseen beasts; There's a hut there on chicken legs It stands without windows, without doors; There the forest and valley are full of visions; There the waves will rush in at dawn The beach is sandy and empty,
Prompt: There on unknown paths Traces of unseen beasts; There's a hut there on chicken legs It stands without windows, without doors; There the forest and valley are full of visions; There the waves will rush in at dawn The beach is sandy and empty,
Prompt: There is a green oak near the Lukomorye Golden chain on the oak tree Day and night the cat is a scientist Everything goes round and round in a chain; He goes to the right - the song starts, To the left - he tells a fairy tale. There are miracles there: a goblin wanders there, Mermaid sitting on the branches
Prompt: There is a green oak near the Lukomorye Golden chain on the oak tree Day and night the cat is a scientist Everything goes round and round in a chain; He goes to the right - the song starts, To the left - he tells a fairy tale. There are miracles there: a goblin wanders there, Mermaid sitting on the branches
Prompt: If only I knew the secret Enchanted speeches I would have found out even by chance, Who wanders here at night
Prompt: If only I knew the secret Enchanted speeches I would have found out even by chance, Who wanders here at night
Prompt: Tied with a rope A huge elephant Chained Near a thick pillar. They ordered with words A huge elephant
Prompt: Tied with a rope A huge elephant Chained Near a thick pillar. They ordered with words A huge elephant
Prompt: The hunt is on, The swamp croaked The frogs are running away From all the green paws. They don't feel like it at all
Prompt: The hunt is on, The swamp croaked The frogs are running away From all the green paws. They don't feel like it at all
Prompt: Four long herons They go hunting And the rain in the swamp - Drip, drip, drip. Four herons are coming And shake off the drops And the beaks click loudly
Prompt: Early, early in the morning Mother duck came out Teach the ducklings. She teaches them, she teaches them! You're floating, oh-oh-oh-oh Smoothly, in a row.
Prompt: Early, early in the morning Mother duck came out Teach the ducklings. She teaches them, she teaches them! You're floating, oh-oh-oh-oh Smoothly, in a row.
Prompt: We walked, sunbathed, They played near the lake. They sat on the bench, We ate two cutlets. They brought the frog And grew up a little
Prompt: We walked, sunbathed, They played near the lake. They sat on the bench, We ate two cutlets. They brought the frog And grew up a little
Prompt: We walked, sunbathed, They played near the lake. They sat on the bench, We ate two cutlets. They brought the frog And grew up a little
Prompt: Day was very big - with the river with the heat, with a thunderstorm, with a forest and with mushrooms with a laugh and with tears.
Prompt: Day was very big - with the river with the heat, with a thunderstorm, with a forest and with mushrooms with a laugh and with tears.
Prompt: Day was very big - with the river with the heat, with a thunderstorm, with a forest and with mushrooms with a laugh and with tears.
Style: Sticker
Prompt: Day was very big - with the river with the heat, with a thunderstorm, with a forest and with mushrooms with a laugh and with tears.
Prompt: Not a word, not a handshake, Not his eyes with a twinkle of misfortune Under the visor shifted slightly to one side
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Not a word, not a handshake, Not his eyes with a twinkle of misfortune Under the visor shifted slightly to one side
Prompt: She does not fade beyond the last edge, The glory that is on life's path No less than a feat, a test, - May God grant that we can move it again
