Текст песни Обаяние невовлечённости - По разные стороны

Nightingale in spring filled with song,
His song more honest, his song is wonderful,
And my soul is covered with dust,
I envy anyone having wings.
I grew up a wall to the skies -
You and I are on different sides,
Do not fly or climb,
Only vekovat obediently on different sides.

Chorus:
Light of my eyes, my nights nonsense,
Black and empty, long, difficult.
I would be happy away, but something sorry
Crying at night, light my sadness.

No windows, no doors, no native threshold
Without roots, without branches ... My heart will not tremble,
If the winter tomorrow, if tomorrow inveterate,
But I'm afraid to leave for a kilometer.
Grow wall to heaven, we will be on different sides
Do not fly or climb,
Only vekovat obediently on different ...

Chorus.