Текст песни Ylande - Соколица

Where are you, where, my Sokolitsa?
Irry waiting for us not to oppose fate.
Strange shadow covered sky
Calling for me, do not oppose fate.

A lightening song of the thunderstorm sees,
Dressing tear pours water from the sky.
It is a pity that the dawn of a grastic pain
We will never see never.

Where are you, where, my Sokolitsa?
There, under the secara, a malicious feather,
Blood covered autumn leaves.
Iriy is waiting for us, Sokolitsa, long ago.

Oh, the trouble did not manage to take away.
The last sunset of the autumn sky.
Fire will take your baked body.
Iriya is waiting for us, Sokolitsa.