Текст песни Стас Михайлов - Страдая, падая, взлетая

I want to give meaning to life
And fill the fuss
In all the divine and pure
The soul of the earth to find peace

But does not give us the saturation
Her incredible flight
With the advent of the world and to forget
Mudreya goes to heaven

Chorus:
Suffering, falling, flying
She, like the pilgrim in the dark
Everything finds its way to the gates of paradise
Fearing burning in fire
She wants to wash the snow
From rags to show face
Afraid to be an outcast sky
His father only
Afraid to be an outcast sky
His father only

She was crying and suffering
Knocking on the heart and calls
And we live and die
Nourishing flesh from year to year

Chorus:
And living on luck, his eyes closed, not seeing the light
And the heavens above us cry, we laugh and answer them
And living on luck, his eyes closed, not seeing the light
And the heavens above us cry
And we laugh answer them
And the heavens above us cry