ВИНОГРАДНАЯ КОСТОЧКА (Grape Seed) - Булат Окуджава | Veronica Bell (Юлия Ронская)

Recorded TRANSLATION: I will put a grape seed into the warm soil, Kiss the vine, and harvest the ripe bunches, And I will gather my friends, and I will tune my heart to love Otherwise what would be the point of living? Come, my guest, to the feast, Tell me honestly what you think of me. Heavenly father will absolve my sins Otherwise what would be the point of living? In her dark red my Dali will sing to me, In my black and white I will kneel in front of her, And I will listen, and I will die of love and sadness Otherwise what would be the point of living? And when my sunset comes upon me and creeps into every corner, Again and again I will see a mirage Of a white bull, and blue eagle, and golden trout... Otherwise what would be the point of living?