Tell me birds

Ilya Shambat <[email protected]>
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Tell me, birds, what leads you into sky. 
Over my head daringly you fly. 
Maybe you fly with such easiness 
For you aren't aspiring to success. 
For you aren't tormented by the slights 
From your flying past, your gorgeous past. 

Fully, fly and keep flying, 
It is midnight, in the zenith sun stands. 
Verse by verse to the whole planet 
Give away this song I'm singing 
And the sun showers' silver threads. 
Verse by verse to the whole planet 
Give away this song I'm singing 
And the sun showers' silver threads.  

Tell this to me birds, time has arrived, 
That our planet - is like fragile glass. 
The clean birches, rivers and the fields, 
All - more delicate than chandeliers. 
Would from every side we soon be hearing 
The crystal ringing, the farewell ringing?

Fully, fly and keep flying, 
It is midnight, in the zenith sun stands. 
Verse by verse to the whole planet 
Give away this song I'm singing 
And the sun showers' silver threads. 
Verse by verse to the whole planet 
Give away this song I'm singing 
And the sun showers' silver threads.  

By Alla Pugacheva
Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat
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