Текст песни Наталiя Бучинська - Травнева сповідь

The nightingales sang in May and I listened to them until morning,
My confused thoughts fell to the ground Polysyanka.
And that without you this spring is like a lost horseshoe,
Like a broken string of my scorched word.

Refrain:
The earth puts on a bountiful flowering
And a song pours from the horizon.
I believe the color of love will not fade,
When it sprouts from under the heart. (whole verse - 2)

Forget the nightingale's singing and the joy in the winds will perish,
Believe me and know without you I will not climb to the top.
The nightingales sang in May and I listened to them until morning,
My confused thoughts fell to the ground Polysyanka.