Текст песни Диана Арбенина - Он не дожил до ста

He did not live up to one hundred
seven endless years
he is tired
the world was winter
he was not used to being
that there is no snow
Dreams are in the field
in them so easy to breathe
so breathe
coming soon Night
land will become
see off

Chorus.

Do not you dare cry, I
I became a bird in the sky
under the clouds
no pain and the time
weep not think
I feel sorry for those who are near
with you

To get used to death
my friend can not be
be patient
bitter and difficult
humble heart
and that have taken
never

And they are in flight so good
if summer downpour passed
if you can live
anew

Hh has not lived up to one hundred
seven endless years
he is tired
he fell asleep in his arms
sweet as a child was asleep
boy

Hh has not lived up to one hundred
seven endless years
he is tired
the world was winter
he was not used to being
that there is no snow

Do not you dare cry, I
I became a bird in the sky
under the clouds
no pain and the time
weep not think
I feel sorry for those who are near
with you

To get used to death
my friend can not be
be patient
bitter and difficult
humble heart
and that have taken
never

And they are in flight so good
if summer downpour passed
if you can live
anew