Текст песни Келли - Две Птицы

The sky sails the bars flying to the south
The wind throws the rain handfuls in the glass
Well, my soul is my wounded pichuga
Jumping awkwardly want to get up on the wing.
Chorus:

Only fly two single birds.
Fall one by one - nice not silent
See, my soul, she strive to strive, stupidly moth - right in the flame of the candle.

Cute me burning, ashes Pad in Palm
Cute not silent, what do we do with you?
Us to the cliff carry autumn red horses
The wind whistles robbed over my head.

Chorus:

Cute we run away, we will leave from hunting
Whether our secret with you will know
Autumn Corbits in the field, powerfully knocks on the gate

Give me a hand go - pierced time to fly ....