The bird flies through the forest in the night
She is trying to find an undying light.
She does not know that the light is so short
It's like her dreams among the snows.
Oh little bird, you fly through the days,
You see a beautiful palace.
Sit down, sing and just have a rest
The night will be dark like the depth in the lakes.
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The bird flies through the forest in the night
Шубкина Елена
The bird flies through the forest in the night
She is trying to find an undying light.
She does not know that the light is so short
It's like her dreams among the snows.
Oh little bird, you fly through the days,
You see a beautiful palace.
Sit down, sing and just have a rest
The night will be dark like the depth in the lakes.