Текст песни Па над белым пухам вiшняу - минус

Over the white fluff cherry,
Like the blue flame,
Beats winds hurried, lightweight
Sinyakryly butterfly.

Around the air
The strings of golden sun -
He was trembling wings
Ringing faintly their

chorus:
I lietstsa wave song -
Quiet, clear hymn to spring.
Or heart sings,
He brings it to me?

Not understand ever
Unexplored, not comprehend:
Do not give me to think zyki,
That fly trembling ring.

The song breaks i lietstsa
On Razdolnaya free world.
But who hears it?
Maybe only the poet himself.

chorus:
I lietstsa wave song -
Quiet, clear hymn to spring.
Or heart sings,
He brings it to me?