Текст песни Ольга Горпенко, М.Леви - гитара - Неторопливые птицы

Slow birds

Slow birds
Again, fly over the valley,
Grove hushed asleep,
Breathe so deeply ...
Gently dissolves in the blood
Fall Creek swan -
I think I this land
I see dozens of centuries:
H horizon purple
Echo distant is calling;
Over unfamiliar village -
Coal haze comfort ...
Here, between the life and word
There are no borders, no differences -
People, streams and trees
They do not say, and sing.
Branches of viburnum shakes
Joyful wind at will,
Heart love mate
All lit up through ...
That's what it means,
The Polish word "onole" -
The field where so imperceptibly
The sky to the earth grow together.
There are on the pre-winter
Horse and Plowman for plow;
Sun God smile
He looks at them in the sky ...
Rodina, do not tell me,
As we have forgotten each other -
We never part more
It is much more important.

October 26, 1994, Lublin, Czuby