Текст песни Шилова Татьяна - Душа

Warmed by the sun, sung by the wind
In the arms of life, in the arms of light
My voice flies, elusive
To heaven.

Breaking wings, but relentlessly,
Where the sun is, where the morning is
A free bird seeks soul
To heaven.

CHORUS:
My soul, my soul, my soul, soul.

Freed from the captivity of pain
A living soul flies higher and higher
And endless over your head
Height.

From indifferent people and views
You don’t have to run somewhere
Now free and limitless
Like a dream