Fly to the sky. Божья коровка, полети на небко
Божья коровка, полети на небко,
Там твои детки, там твои детки...
Fly to the sky...
Fly to the sky...
They eat their candy in the dark,
They look for wisdom, wait for spark.
But do not pull the root too soon,
Beneath the cold and silent moon.
Let them strengthen, let them grow,
Deep in the silence, down below.
Every soul needs winter's peace,
To find its soil and release.
Божья коровка, полети на небко,
Божья коровка, полети на небко.
Fly to the sky...
Fly to the sky...
I stopped running from my flesh,
I dropped my shield into the mud, deep and fresh.
Through centuries of clay and strangers' faces...
I found your shoulder in the empty spaces.
This is not defeat. This is the ultimate surrender,
Christ smiles in the morning mist, beautiful and tender.
Everything is right. Everything is holy.
Everything is right. Everything is holy.
Everything is right. Everything is holy.
Everything is right.
It wasn't my story.....
Christ smiles,
Everything is holy.
Божья коровка... полети на небко...
Everyone gets a piece. Божья коровка...
Everyone gets a line.
....на небко...
But you get the Whole.
And you are all mine.
Let it grow in the silence, hidden beneath,
Give it time to breathe.
Божья коровка....
Божья коровка....
Там твои детки...
Полети на небко....
Christ smiles in the mist, the horizon is broad —
My love for you... has no master code.
3 сентября 2026
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