Текст песни Екатерина Болдырева - Банши

I live a thousand years
And every dawn,
On water fekh
I am to my rocks under moss,
I am to my air waves,
Frustral head in love.

There in the wind,
I think if I die,
To whom it flies into the mouth
All this beauty?

Dying - sorry and greedily
Erase to the bottom beloved
And immortal, which
Misky heart my hurts.

I sing a thousand years
My crying does not bring
Who hears him
Those are already called upon.
Days their balance is a short
In short, cedar needles.

But I am in love with the weightless names
When leaving my house, they do not be sad about him

Here they are only a wicker,
Looking through the brown fingers
Becklet, on their flight
My living heart sings

Lived, once in these parts
Rhymeplet and violinist
On the swamp in the dark
He heard my crying

But I regret me.
The song folded.
And from that day
Long life has lived

Ancient strings of land
Rodium has acquired with him
The wind fell and his

Here I am a non-unclean guest,
But when the ripe cluster,
My last sunrise falls.
Oh sky, who will sing for me?

I live a thousand years ...