Текст песни Кристина Федорова - Я наверно птица ручная

I'm probably a bird hand,
Only here do not have the hands to me.
Or my small country,
Or big, but not mine.

Bird treated, you will not catch.
Fly away, I waved wing.
You've still do not know.
You know me then.

I have treated over the masters.
Lord, I have no family.
You do not trozhte hands
Your hands are not for me.

Wings oblamalsya shade bird
Can anyone who did not fly.
Who can not accept.
Who wanted to fly, but fell.

The life of the bird will not be long,
Only you without birds is impossible.
Maybe someone will condemn me,
Or maybe, and he knows who to me.

I vzlechu to the sun,
And I can rock down.
Open your little window,
I will sing you songs for an encore.