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Alexander Barykin - Birds Don't hurry, don't hurry, birds, to fly away, Screaming into the distance in the cloudy heights. My heart, my heart, will freeze Under the snow in the northern latitudes. Don't hurry, don't hurry, birds, at least a little You will catch up with spring in flight. Oh, how difficult and hard the path will be, Although the sky has no turns. Chorus: Closer to the sun, closer to God You will carry on the road Someone's soul, someone's happiness, Maybe a little passion. I believe that you will return, Because you will not go astray. Come back soon, birds. I see the birds off with my gaze, a sigh sees them off. Maybe my gaze is moist from the sun. The birds fly away to the holy east, Their leader is fearless and courageous. Chorus. Early in the morning the sleepy janitor will gather in a heap Our days that once fell, Maybe they were golden, but he will light them, Shaggy smoke will dissolve in the sky. Chorus 2 times. Come back soon, birds, Come back soon...