Текст песни
Don't get used to me! I don't want
To fall again, like a bird, into the nets
Of foreign passions, desires, feelings
Don't get used to me, I beg you!
I am the Wind!
And what does the wind care for - comfort, hearth, peace?
All this is just words, nothing more!
Understand me, I was born this way
Born for freedom - not for a cage!
Don't say there are no chains in love
That there are no prohibitions or limits
For the sweetness of dear and beautiful words
Is a captivity for the soul... and the tenderness of hands
For the body
Yes, I'm afraid... Of you? Of myself? Of love?
I'm afraid to divide myself into pieces again
The world, and my heart - for two once more
Don't get used to me! Don't! Be silent!
Let me leave peacefully
That you can tame both me and the wind
Let me leave! While I am still
The Wind
