Текст песни А. Иващенко, Г. Васильев - Я хочу быть высокой сосной

I want to be tall pines,
For life has not passed in a hurry,
To the familiar eagle over me
Daily hovered in the sky.

The roots go off well
And to stand, not counting the year,
To throw cones on top
Without fear there is not there.

I want to be tall pines,
To laze away a century,
In the morning, do not comb the needles
Do not wash until you pour.

So as not to be in charge of the end and the beginning
Do not see the asphalt on fire,
To make noise about his stately,
Do not worry about tomorrow.

I want to be tall pines,
To time rolled river
To you, passing under me,
As Korea has been conducting hand.