Текст песни Настя Полева - Вороны

In the sky of the crow, under the sky monks,
And I between them in the shirt
I am lying on the square, easy and harness.
And the sun is adult, and the wind is younger ...

I was fed in the grudge of the temple,
I was a bride, a wonderful lady.
My soul was standing near and sang,
But people, not believing, looked at the body ...

Fate and prayer changed places,
My beloved was silent, and the godfather banner
The face of his light barely illuminated ...
I forgave him. I all goodbye to him.

Spring, trendy from a sad ring,
Brushed two drops on a drop of icons,
Which peacefully rested between her hands;
She kissed the cheerful flame.

Candle denounced, fell Cadyl,
Earth, groaving, turned into a grave.
I rushed into the sky behind light blue -
Now I'm on the will. I am a white bird!

Takes up, on a farewell laughing native
I laughed, burning them without understanding.
We will soon meet soon, but we will be different.
There are eternal will. I call me a flock.