Vitas - The birds have flown awayWhen the lime-trees lose their leavesInto an autumn's slanting sunsetThe cranes will fly to the southThrough all the lament and sobbing...There is an evening smokeCreeping at an autumn day's sunset...They fly losing feathers above their motherlandBut still they cannot see me...No matter that the birds have flown awayAnd a dull dawn is burning behind the window...What we haven't yet finished singingWe'll sing to the end later...It seems I can hear your ringing voiceYou are young, you are in love...My heart burst out into versesMaking me feel excited again...The soul won't avoid being chasedPassion won't be satisfiedAnd the red horses are tryingTo float slowly up in the sky...No matter that the birds have flown awayAnd a dull dawn is burning behind the window...What we haven't yet finished singingWe'll sing to the end later...No matter that the birds have flown awayAnd a dull dawn is burning behind the window...What we haven't yet finished singingWe'll sing to the end later...
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