Crying Of Crane
My davno s toboy
Ne govorili o lyubvi
Ya nochnym dozhdyom
Rasskazhu o tom
Ty shumom listʹyev govori
Kriknu klinom zhuravlinym
Ya tebya lyublyu!
I otvechu vetrom vstrechnym
Ya tebya lyublyu!
Net nemalo slov
Kak vesne tsvetov
Tolʹko slovami ne skazatʹ
Chto iz vsekh svetil
Tekh, chto ya lyubil
Tolʹko luna tebe podstatʹ
Pustʹ vetra, dozhdi
I kriki ptichʹikh stay vdali
Budut nashim razgovorom o lyubvi
Crying Of Crane
Long ago
We didn't talk about love
I'll tell you about it
With the night rain
You speak with the rustle of leaves
I'll shout with a crane's cry
I love you!
And I'll answer with the wind blowing back
I love you!
There are not enough words
Like flowers in spring
Just can't say with words
Out of all the lights
The one I loved
Only the moon understands you
Let there be winds, rains
And the distant cries of birds
Will be our conversation about love