Текст песни Мне б с тобою улететь пташкой - на волю

Swallow, do not sit at the gate -
Their black wings are broken.
On my Gate of stakes -
Know myself ...

Honey, do not fly by the window,
Do not tease me, and so painful.
I used to fly with thee birdie
Free ...

Swallow, look, bonfires in the field!
Not for me if you burn the grass?
Not for me whether that Bell Tolls
So ragged?

You know, my dear, in the chest hard ...
Outside the gates are people.
Who is it going to harness the wedding?
Yes dislike!

I am with you from the yard into the field.
Through the field to the rocks so the sea.
Above the water you vzlechu black
Sister.

I will sing loudly as you
Will be a tail like yours - double, thin
Take me with a black,
Yes alive.