Текст песни Наталия Меркулова - Пусть летит моя песня

let my song is flying to his native land,
 let barriers to meets,
 impatiently waiting for her own family
 He is waiting for and loves and misses her,
 I roll down my cheek softly tear
 I remember the parents again,
 Preserve my song native eyes,
 put them up, beg, beseech

 Chorus: 2x
 Preserve my mother from harm
 father and Preserve from bad weather
 in fact more akin to the world they are not,
 Give them the happiness of my song

 my heart is still crying
 and rushes home
 lacks parental affection
 how I want to go back to the house of his father, mother,
 listen to good mother's tales
 You fly around the world my song forward
 and do not fear the fate test
 carefree let it be your long-range flight
 you fly to my mom and dad.

 Chorus: 2x

 loss

 Chorus: 2x