Текст песни Яна Костюкова - Тихий звук

The quiet sound of a stretched string
Only somewhere above
Also my days are not noticeable
My Lord is flying away to You

Days fly away
Not to return neither joy nor sorrow
Everything went into a temporary haze
And the days fly away like they used to fly away

In the blue sky the birds screamed
Promising to return to the homeland again
I dream about the sky for a long time
I'll be back home very soon

God I stand before You
With arms outstretched to eternity
I'll be back home very soon
Let the days fly away like they used to fly away.

In the blue sky the birds screamed
Promising to return to the homeland again
I dream about the sky for a long time
I'll be back home very soon

In the blue sky the birds screamed
Promising to return to the homeland again
I dream about the sky for a long time
I'll be back home very soon

losing

The quiet sound of a stretched string
Only somewhere above
Also imperceptible are my days
My Lord is flying away to You