Текст песни Вероника Булычева - Птица Вольная

And I fell in love again,
Again he drowned in another.
And love rolled
As rapid snow com.

And more and more hope
On the new happy lot.
Maybe it will surprise me
If he failed.

Chorus: Freestyle
I am a bird freestyle.
I fly,
But it hurts me.
Beckons me the distance
Distant.
What percentage of my
Cruel?

I love to meet the dawn,
I see the sunset.
Pain do not notice,
Not even once looking back.

The heart asks pleasure
For a long life, forever.
But the oncoming fill
Suddenly, the water dries up.

Chorus: Freestyle
I am a bird freestyle.
I fly,
But it hurts me.
Beckons me the distance
Distant,
What percentage of my
Cruel?

splits the clods
Each presence
The dust.
be turned
The most incredible in the true story?

fickle heart
Catches the wrong steps.
The long-awaited companion
Love help me understand.

Unlike desire,
Erase the shadow of loneliness,
From simple attention
By day I States.

Chorus: Freestyle
I am a bird freestyle.
I fly,
But it hurts me.
Beckons me the distance
Distant,
What percentage of my
Cruel?