Текст песни Аида - Улетай

Fly on the wings of the wind you
To the edge of the native, our native song.
There, where we sang you freely,
Where it was so possible to you with you.

There, under the sultry sky, the air is full of air.
There, under the spout of the sea, the mountains dorms in the clouds.

There so brightly the sun shines,
Native mountain pouring mountains.
In the valleys of lush roses flourish,
And nightingale sing in the forests of green.

There, under the sultry sky, the air is full of air.
There, under the spout of the sea, the mountains dorms in the clouds.

Fly away ...
Fly away ...
Fly away ...
Fly away ...
Fly away ...
Fly away ...