Текст песни Валерий Меладзе - Колокол далей небесных

Do not shoot the hunter eagle,
What flies so low today.
Do not shoot, the sky invites her soul.
Black Cross of Wounded Flesh
In the fateful, last hunt
Heaven will take over
Where the stars twinkle like tears

And for the last time, enjoy freedom
A wounded bird rose into the sky.
No fate is sadder and more wonderful.
Accompanied her with his great song
The bell of the far heaven.

No one above her except God
There is no end to this road
There are no edges to this heaven
Where the stars twinkle like tears

And for the last time, enjoy freedom
A wounded bird rose into the sky.
No fate is sadder and more wonderful.
Accompanied her with his great song
The bell of the far heaven.
Left the earth until the end of the century
Leaving the world to human will
And now freeze in flight endless
So the star that has risen forever burns
Life is its continuation

And for the last time, enjoy freedom
A wounded bird rose into the sky.
No fate is sadder and more wonderful.
Accompanied her with his great song
The bell of the far heaven.
Left the earth until the end of the century
Leaving the world to human will
And now freeze in flight endless
So the star that has risen forever burns
Life is its continuation