Текст песни Филипп Киркоров - Отзовись

I want to hear the singing of birds of paradise,
And over me screaming crows.
I want to share with you the hope,
And share the love equally.

You are somewhere nearby, in the twilight of the garden,
You, like a bird, I'm afraid to startle.
In the hour of our meeting, star candle,
Perhaps you and I will point the way.

Chorus:
Answer me!
I want to find you,
We are with you on the way,
Do not be sad, smile.
Answer me!
I am one among the roads,
Without you I'm alone,
We will help you God.

I guess that will not be quiet,
What we thee lies ahead.
Even if you stop loving, sweet!
What I'll go with you part of the way.

Where are you, where are you? I look forward to hearing,
I want to help you in the way.
In the hour of our meeting stellar candles
Bright fire of love will warm night.

Chorus.

Chorus.

Answer me!
I am one among the roads,
Without you I'm alone,
We will help you God.