Пташка [Ptashka] [English translation]

Don't sing for me like that

I won't be able to leave

And to put to sleep

All my thoughts

Don't sing to me in the way

Only you can

Your song is limitless

But it's not for everybody

Fly to your sky, my birdie,

If you cannot be without it, then just fly away.

Fly, my birdie, maybe that's the way it should be,

And you and me are farther, farther, farther away.

You and me....

Sing for me the way

Only you can

And don't be afraid for me

However it is, I'm not a stranger

The flowers on the window

Are what's left for me

They sleep quietly at dusk

The only thing is that their color is strange

Fly to your sky, my birdie,

If you cannot be without it, then just fly away.

Fly, my birdie, maybe that's the way it should be,

And you and me are farther, farther, farther away.

You and me....

You and me....

You and me....