Востриков М - Птица-Яна Симон
текст песни
26
0 человек. считает текст песни верным
0 человек считают текст песни неверным
Востриков М - Птица-Яна Симон - оригинальный текст песни, перевод, видео
- Текст
- Перевод
А счастье могло сбыться, казалось чего проще.
Была у меня птица, жила у реки в роще.
Дарила зимой лето, просилась в мою клетку,
А я все бродил где-то и птиц приручал редких.
Насильно не стать милой, не вытерпев злой доли,
Она собрала силы и в небе нашла волю.
Крылатой любви жрицу вернуть не в моей власти.
И не велика птица - да нет без нее счастья.
И судят меня строго, что зря извожу душу,
Что птиц в небесах много, и песни у них лучше.
В чужие смотрю лица, ищу по всему свету.
Была у меня птица - дарила зимой лето.
And happiness could come true, it seemed easier.
I had a bird, lived by the river in the grove.
Gave summer in winter, asked for my cage,
And I wandered around somewhere and tame the rare birds.
Forcibly not to become sweet, not having ended an evil share,
She gathered her strength and found the will in the sky.
The priestess’s winged love is not returned to my power.
And the bird is not great - yes there is no happiness without it.
And they judge me strictly that I am in vain my soul,
That there are many birds in the sky, and their songs are better.
I look at the faces of others, looking around the world.
I had a bird - gave summer in winter.
I had a bird, lived by the river in the grove.
Gave summer in winter, asked for my cage,
And I wandered around somewhere and tame the rare birds.
Forcibly not to become sweet, not having ended an evil share,
She gathered her strength and found the will in the sky.
The priestess’s winged love is not returned to my power.
And the bird is not great - yes there is no happiness without it.
And they judge me strictly that I am in vain my soul,
That there are many birds in the sky, and their songs are better.
I look at the faces of others, looking around the world.
I had a bird - gave summer in winter.