А. Городницкий. Беженцы листья, A. Gorodnitsky. Refugees leaves. English

Lyrics, music and singing by Alexander Gorodnitsky Translation into English by Alexandra Shamarova: Refugeesleaves are driven by winds, A far star is dying behind the grey glass, The Kiev Blue Line of Moscow metro Is sending green trains to the dark night. Some people hurry to take a long road, The sparkle of coins beckons in the end. They are in search of Heavens and home. The Happiness searched is gone or has left. Birds just fly south to flee from the cold, Theyre followed by wilted leaves, Theyre not afraid of faraway shores. Its only me who has lost my tailwind. No matter that I feel disappointed And am blaming the country and time Im not like a bird, Im a leaf that has fallen, Its way is not long and not very far. Its too late for changes. And theyre not worth it. Theres a window with trembling drops. I will end up, like a wife of saint Loth, As a dead stone on the land of my birth. A new day is coming beh