Текст песни Високосный Год - Журавли

It seems to me sometimes that soldiers ,
Since no blood came fields .
Not in our land perished once ,
And it turned into white cranes .

They hitherto with those distant times
Flying and sent us to vote.
Not because my only weapon so often and sadly ,
We'll shut up , looking to the heavens .

Swimming , flying through the sky wedge tired,
Flying in fog , at the end of the day .
And in the ranks there is a small gap ,
Perhaps this is the place for me.

One day , a flock of cranes and
I swim away in the same blue-gray haze.
From under the heavens like a bird calling out ,
All of you who will leave on the ground.