Текст песни Светлана Ранда - Летите, лебеди,летите

Swans flew , flew ,
To heat flew from blizzard
On the far island and a stranger
Flew from his native land .
But it was very sad
Part with native lake .

Swans flew , flew ,
To heat flew from blizzard
There, where the summer all year round ,
There, where everything around blooms,
But it was very sad
Part with native lake .

And making a circle farewell
Over mournful wave
They promised
That will arrive in the spring.
Nature is unchanging circle,
Umchitsya the winter blizzards ,
And a flock of white birds
With spring wind arrives .

loss

Nature is unchanging circle,
Umchitsya the winter blizzards .
Come and swans fly
And back again .