Painting of a woman with a crown and wings on her head

Tell, Why won’t they forgive me My wasted days and black and white dreams. Tell, where to run now, behind the veil of lights and city shackles. Tell, that there is no more pain, vsparchni, like a bird on the loose, living, I will repeat it outside, outside.. Tell that there is no more pain, vsparchni free as before, living I will repeat it outside, outside.. Tell, Well, how can I stop the piercing trembling in my weakened body?. Tell, when can I accept, that you can't breathe, that my heart rang. Tell, that there is no more pain, vsparchni like a bird on the loose, living I will repeat it outside, outside.. Tell, that there is no more pain, vsparchni, free as before, living, I will repeat it outside, outside.. Tell, Tell For the last time, about poems and songs unread to us. don't know, that the day has gone out and there is no more place for you in it. Tell, that there is no more pain, vsparchni, like a bird on the loose, living I will repeat it outside, outside.. Tell, that there is no more pain, vsparchni, free as before, living, I will repeat it outside, outside..Tell..