Текст песни Сергей Волошин - Мотылек

I may be condemned and swept ,
I clothe . I savor and so eaten .
And you - a simple butterfly ,
Which beckons torch.

It depends on you the unvarnished ,
Everything in the world swam and swam .
And I would steal you
For very shamefully small .

And I would have you borrowed ,
Though taking a little of the wings ,
Keep from winter to winter ,
Yes, I forgot to let go .

And the torch you carried away ,
Warm your wings stroking .
You - just a simple butterfly ,
But he is asking for mercy flame.