Текст песни Алеся - ПТИЦЫ МОИ, ПТИЦ

I cut them out of paper,
My beautiful and magical birds.
They flew high up into the sky,
They soared so easily in the sky ...

Birds my birds
Keep me while.
Birds are my birds,
Fly to the clouds.
There behind the clouds
Far bright light.
Birds my birds
I'm flying after you.

So few of them remain, white birds.
Where did you, the birds, fly with the wind?
I see you in a dream and in reality,
While you are, I believe, I live ...

Birds my birds
Keep me while.
Birds are my birds,
Fly to the clouds.
There behind the clouds
Far bright light.
Birds are my birds,
I'm flying after you.
Birds my birds
Keep me while.
Birds are my birds,
Fly to the clouds.