Текст песни Крыница - Листья жизни

Under the drifts of my dreams - leaves life
Under hills of my days off the coast of the river ,
And in the sky above the tall grass a bird high in the sky ,
That circle in the heavens, let me scurrying .

Here, over the precipice of times the air is clean ,
Yes, in blue skies wind dreams
Where the wing broke off , yes, I suppose, to comprehend ,
your voice heard amid the forests where .