Крила [Kryla] [English translation]

I can fly, but I want his wings

I am light in the dark, but he is a light for me

I am free like a bird, but I want his sky

From all of the world treasures I need only his touching

Why do you choose me

And this particular way with me

It have a lot of stones

It have a mountain after mountain

Why do you carry me

When there is no strength to go on

When I embraced by despondency

You take off your wings for me

Uuuuuu wings

Uuuuuu wings

Uuuuuu wings

Uuuuuu wings

I am searching for a long time in the dark, in the sky, on the waves

I believe in myself, but I want his wings

Why do you choose me

And this particular way with me

It have a lot of stones

It have a mountain after mountain

Why do you carry me

When there is no strength to go on

When I embraced by despondency

You take off your wings for me

And teach never stop

Although go through stones and mountains

It is so hard to lose on it

Happen to evil and indifferent people

But you say that must apologize

Carry me through the puddles

And I can fly by myself

But I want only his wings

And I can love for a long time ago

But I never loved so

Why do you choose me

And this particular way with me

It have a lot of stones

It have a mountain after mountain

Why do you carry me

When there is no strength to go on

When I embraced by despondency

You take off your wings for me

Uuuuuu wings

Uuuuuu wings