Текст песни Without Limits - Ти плакала..

You cried every night that you are alone.
What the yard cold , and outside - winter.
You are so like the sky, but could not,
Sky wait another minute will be yours!

Do not be sad , my country , you're not alone,
Your holiday will come , will come even your minute .
Blue mountains, meadows and fields , sea shoulders -
Woe to those who come to us with a sword.