Берёзы [Berezy] [English translation]

Why do birches in Russia sounds so beautiful?

Why do they, white-trunked, understand everything?

They stay near to roads and wind

And drop their leaves sadly

I'll walk on a road, I'm glad to space

Maybe it's everything that I know in the world

Why do leaves fly down so sadly

And caress my soul under my shirt?

My heart is hot

And again it feels no answer

And a leaf of a birch fell on my shoulder

It dropped from a branch like I did

"My dear, let sit down for good road*

You should understand that I'll come back, don't be sad, do not" -

And my old mother will wave me goodbye

And close gates

Why do birches in Russia sound so beautiful?

Why does harmonic is played so food?

Fingers can press all keys fast in one moment like wind

But last one is wrong...

• Artist:Lyube