Текст песни М. Ю. Лермонтов - Желание

Why I do not bird, not raven steppe,
Fly now?
Why can't I soar in heaven
And only the freedom to love?
To the West, I rushed to the West,
Where the fields of my ancestors are blooming
Where in the castle is empty, in the foggy mountains,
Their winking is resting as dust.

On the ancient wall their hereditary shield
And the rusted sword hangs them.
I would fly over the sword and shield
And I walked dust from them with a wing;
And the harp of the Scottish string would be bored,
And in terms of arches, the sound flew;
Intime one, and one awakened,
As he heard, he would have walked.

But in vain dreams, nobles are useless
Against strict laws of fate.
For me and the hills of my fray
Waves of the seas spread.
The last descendant of brave fighters
Fades the medium of alien snow;
I was born here, but the unearthly soul ...
Oh! Why am I not raven steppe? ..