Текст песни Anela - Птица, сентябрь 2015

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BIRD
How high il low it hovers
Above the clouds and seas.
How far il close it flies,
Sharing his miracles.

So just flew over me,
What's in that moment it became home.
So you want to sometimes say, "Wait a minute!
Look! I'm here by your side! "

When she flies alone,
Then freezes my soul.
I'm looking for it among many of the birds,
I am trying to hear the whistle it.

So long I sometimes seeking it,
With their power is not the shore.
But deep down humbly wait
I meet one on our coast.

It takes a day or two behind him,
What happened to me ?!
To tell? Miss ya soul,
Walking along the street the night.

So it is difficult to understand,
When the inside trying to soothe the pain.
It is difficult to forgive her,
When it is necessary for me to let go.