Ян Горбачевский - Осанна
текст песни

Birds sing because they fly.
And they fly because they dream.
And they dream because they live.
Without dreams and without songs, they would simply die!

So I, every day, dream of something.
So I, every night, fly somewhere.
I'm always singing songs in my head.
And without them, I can hardly live a day.

I ask your forgiveness if I'm interfering with your life.
I urge you to listen to my songs every day.
I distract you from urgent, important matters.
And I carelessly intrude on your cozy space.

I sing because I dream of good.
I sing because I wish no one harm.
I sing because I hear a multitude of birds.
I sing so that there will be more happy faces!

But imagine no more birds singing...
But imagine no more joyful faces...
But imagine no one to fly in the sky...
But imagine no one to dream...

So thank the Creator for the gift of the garden,
Where in it birds twitter in countless tunes
Where eagles fly among the clouds
And where people dream without the shackles of sin.

So thank the Creator for the city He built
Where the white temple is adorned with gold
Where parks are built on sacred hills
Where houses and gazebos are covered with perennial flowers

Let us sing praises to the all-good Creator
And repentantly press His icon to our faces
So that we may never know any sin
Let not the husks of our dreams deceive us!

Otherwise, there will soon be no more birds singing...
Or else, there will soon be no more happy faces...
Or else, there will be no one to fly in the sky...
Or else, no one will be able to dream any longer...