Лошади в океане

Замечательная музыка Виктора Берковского, стихи Бориса Слуцкого знакомые с детства, да и на мой взгляд один из самых проникновенных вариантов исполнения, побудило смонтировать вот такой вот," как бы клип". Надеюсь не испорчу никому впечатление от песни. Делал трепетно и с любовью, исходя из скромных возможностей и таланта. HORSES AT OCEAN Horses are able to float, But - it is not good. Nearby. "Gloria" - in Russian - means "Glory", - It to you will be remembered easily. There was a ship, the proud, Ocean trying to overcome. In hold, kind winding muzzles, 1000 horses it was trampled down day and night. 1000 horses! Horseshoes four 1000 All they have not brought happiness. The mine to the ship has punched the bottom Far-far from the earth. People have sat down in boats, into boats have got. Horses have floated simply so. That by it was to do, poor, if There are no places by boats and rafts? The red island floated on ocean. In the sea in dark blue the island floated the bay. And at first it seemed - to float simply, The ocean seemed to them the river. But it is not visible at the river of that of edge, On an outcome of horsepowers Horses have suddenly begun to neigh, objecting That who at ocean heated them. Horses went on a bottom and neighed, neighed, All on a bottom while have not gone. That's all. Nevertheless it is a pity to me them is Red, not seen the earth.