2017.08.09.
Cranes
A flock of birds flies by the windowI don't need a tomtit in my hands*
Cranes will flap their wings
And I will follow a crane to the ends of the Earth
You will follow your crane so far
But maybe it is somewhere around here, it's no distance
Cranes always fly high in the sky
And they call us to fly with them
Hiding your sadness, all of your life
You'll be watching them (while) shading your eyes
There are no birds more beautiful than cranes
They attract us because they are so far
I hear their marvelous cries again
Now I want to close my eyes, at least for a moment
I'll imagine that not in a dream, but in reality
I fly towards my dream, to the crane
You will follow your crane so far
But maybe it is somewhere around here, it's no distance
Cranes always fly high in the sky
And they call us to fly with them
Hiding your sadness, all of your life
You'll be watching them (while) shading your eyes
There are no birds more beautiful than cranes
They attract us because they are so far