Pilgrim Minstrel - Я так мечтаю
I have a dream
I want to live in the attic,
So, how to live under the roof of the bird.
The more I can get up,
The greater will be my thoughts.
Oh, terrestrial gravity,
You should have no power over me.
I climb over them,
I know it's not dangerous.
I get up, I was just flying,
I know exactly what I want:
In the sky, stretch two white wings
And soar above the earth.
Lord, give us the opportunity to fly
There is after all of thee grace,
Let the land we love born
But we are born for heaven.
And I would love it admitted
Under the roof of my attic
And it never would have parted
To our wings were close.
Oh, the sky is blue, take us
Two birds in love with your goodness.
We have in common between themselves it so
As a non-native terrestrial joy.
Wind rose, breaking the ledge
We'll fly up, as if to down
The rain will wash our past sins,
Fill us with the light of the sun.
Lord, give us the power to take off,
Be with his beloved in the blue we sing.
We were born to associate themselves
Together, the sky and the earth.
What's next, God knows -
Sovem we nest under the roof?
For the time being because I only dream
I do not know whether I will be heard.
I dream of open space
And about the incredible spaces.
O God, thy will is there,
That we were able to get up to you?
We rise above the heavens,
We raised you and ever offered,
Stars shine in our Milky Way
And after him we beckon.
Lord, you teach us to fly,
Let us take in Thy faithful army,
We are not only the land born
We are heavenly too.http://teksty-pesenok.ru/pilgrim-minstrel/tekst-pesni-ya-tak-mechtayu/1195421/