Текст песни Roksana Beleva - Pesenta Na Shturcite

Waiting for the notes at home,
waiting for someone else's piano,
but it doesn't come back to me -
It's bright, it's still early ...

Chorus:
No, I don't feel like going home
I will walk across the field,
I will walk under the stars,
while in the heart
it keeps ringing and doesn't stop
the song of the crickets.

I wander like a bird,
and the letter is waiting for you ...
I don't even ask myself
are you leaving tomorrow by train.