Текст песни Наталия Меркулова - Пусть летит моя песня

let my song flies in their homes,
 let obstacles on the way do not meet,
 waiting for her impatiently own family
 He is waiting for and loves and misses her,
 I roll down my cheek softly tear
 I was again reminded of the parents,
 Preserve my song native eyes,
 put them up, beg, implore

 Chorus: 2x
 Preserve my mother from harm
 father and Preserve from bad weather
 in fact more akin to the world they are not,
 Give them happiness my song

 my heart is crying all
 and rushes home
 lacking parental affection
 how I want to go back to his father's house, home,
 listen to good mother's tale
 you fly my song around the world forward
 and do not fear the test of fate
 carefree let it be your long-range flight
 you fly to my mom and dad.

 Chorus: 2x

 loss

 Chorus: 2x