Lyrics Крыница - Лuстья Жuзнu

The leaves of life under the drifts of my dreams
Under the hills of my river banks of the day
And under the sky above the tall grass, birds in the heights
Then they circle in the sky and scurry over me

Here, over the precipice of times, the air is clean
Yes, in the blue of heaven, the wind of dreams
Where you broke the wings and go and comprehend
Where I heard your voice in the woods

Leaves of life under the drifts of my dreams
Under the hills of my river banks of the day
And under the sky above the tall grass, birds in the heights
They circle in the sky and scurry over me!

Nishtyak song)