Belasý let [English translation]

When in the morning roll out from fog

people swarm like from hive

and grass smells of fresh mood

Days like this are hard to resist

The sun vawe me from behind the roofs

awaits the flight full of ideas

Ch:

after a few whiles I'll fly to the sky

(across) the blue air this morning

100 miles across ozone

I'll fly across that flight like a breeze

Like a breeze.

Dusk on the sky can't make me confused

the right beauty I'll find in that moment

If I hook up with the birds on the sky

Weak bounce, vawing of arms

the gravity can't make me feel hard

although I mean to fly through the brave high

Ch:

If I under blue wallpaper

get tired of flying to the beauty

I'd like to sit to the dusks

until I won't lost those few dreams

those few dreams.