Текст песни Остров добрых надежд - Картина

Am G
Wild herd in a field in front of a white leader.
Their life is pure will, they never wear a bridle.
They will not catch the wind, that somewhere there behind
and all that they met there - the coolness of early dew.

Chorus:
And what about me?
Mama, Mama, where is the place in this picture
allotted to me?
Mama, Mama, where is the place in this picture
allotted to me?
I am also in this field
breathe fresh air.
The herd is rushing somewhere in front of me
and the leader-clean and bright.
Mom, mom, I myself dorisoval
in this picture.
Mom, mom, I myself dorisoval
in this picture.

But when the steppe hunter sees before him.
It is because of envy or needs, their lives will take a sharp trill.
But if the leader of an arrow and kill brave heart will knock,
He will lead the herd behind them and they will rush into the distance again.

Chorus.