Текст песни мы в такие шагали дали - минус

We walked into such a distance,
What it is not very much and you reach.
We waited in ambush for years,
Despite the snow and rain.
We are in the water ice do not cry
And in the fire almost burn -
We hunters for good luck,
Bird color ultramarine.
We hunters for good luck,
Bird color ultramarine.

It is said that over the years
Blue Bird was gone and the trail,
What's in the annals of native wildlife
This creature did not.
They say that in distant lands
I served it forever.
Only I say bluntly:
This - is nonsense.
Only we say directly:
This - is nonsense.

Blue Bird has not become less,
Simply, in the light of recent days,
Too many men and women
Steel foolishly chase after her.
And she had to be careful,
To save their freedom,
And now it is almost impossible
Met her on the way.

It has become frightening bird luck
And do not trust other people's hands.
And how could she be otherwise -
Poachers and here and there.
Podkradeshsya - she will deceive,
And now forever gone,
And only the sky beckons you
Blue flick of her wing.