Текст песни Ольга Арефьева - Дочь человечья

That's how she was crying, and laughing,
And there playing at the edge of the wind,
So she slept, and sung
Where there is no singing, no mortal,
Where neither an angel nor a tramp
Do not leave traces of the century,
Where there is so painful and where so bright,
And where it is too hot for humans.
Where is there someone, and whether something
About sings that God is a bird,
Where the death of the daughter asked human,
To be born again and again to break -
Where neither an angel nor a tramp
Do not leave traces of the century,
Where there is so painful and where so bright,
And where it is too hot for humans.
At midnight, hiding behind the clothes of lilies,
She goes from door to door,
She can do to be loved
People and birds, fish and animals,
From bee stings to pity and cello * -
About all tell her body,
Before you go into the darkness of the grave,
She did so to be loved!
Olga Aref'eva
1992
* Cello - as in a musical score is designated cello