Текст песни Кто мы, зачем мы здесь... - Пчела летит лишь дорогой цветов...

Who are we, why are we here
Are we alive or not.
A wild bee doesn’t care, the world below is just a journey of flowers.

You still wonder
Who are you, and have you come long ago?
Maybe you will get the answers
Believe a wild bee, anyway.

Swirling brightly above the earth
in a light dance of heaven and light
A bee sits on a flower
Surrounded by the sweetness of summer.

She has no problems and questions,
There are no unnecessary desires outside.
It's a hot summer for her
It will be bright, last at the bottom.

And burning light wings
Dissolving in a big fuss.
Wild bee swarming
Searches for food and accumulates in itself.

Every day at dawn begins
And finish already at sunset.
She does not know the scope of desire
She does not know the word - again.

She doesn’t matter if we were alive or
She has no moral foundations,
The world that once folded.
For her, only the road of flowers.