Текст песни Святослав Вакарчук - Чайка

Seventh Heaven probably too low for you,
Wind of fate does not stop you.
See, on the shore trail,
On the other side should
And every evening, tired shoulders
Miles referred to the east.

Chorus:
And so you waiting for spring!
And so you waiting for spring!
Strong, soft and clear,
For such a love.

People - left, right - hidden miracle
Fresh look saves you time.
See, on the shore trail,
On the other side should
And every evening, tired shoulders
Miles referred to the east.

Chorus.

And just like in your love!

Chorus.

Translation:

Seventh Heaven, Can, Too ft for Off-peak times,
Wind fate not ostanavlyvaet ft.
Vydysh on shore trail,
Volume on the coast trail.
Each dinner utomlёnnыe And Shoulders
Soap unosyat to east.

Prypev:
And so waited ft of spring!
And so waited ft of spring!
Sylnuyu, nezhnuyu and clear,
Pohozhuyu love.

People sleva right - spryatannoe miracle
Fresh View Vovremya spasaet ft.
Vydysh on shore trail,
Volume on the coast trail.
Each dinner utomlёnnыe And Shoulders
Soap unosyat to east.

Prypev:

It seems And so in your love.