The romance of love...

White angel up I want
to вспорхнуть,
White Swan,I want to
fly,
I therefore want to be
free,
Black dove,down want
to fall.
I therefore want to be
free,
Black dove,down want
to fall.
I'm not a genius,but
I'm a poet,
I'm not poor,but not a
rich man,
Agreeable to me
Belarusians view,
Belarus my second
Mother.
Agreeable to me
Belarusians view,
Belarus my second
Mother.
Chorus(2 times):
In a spiral in motion,
My song is over,
Flattery and evil on my
way,
Never will be.
Flattery and evil on my
way,
Never will be.
Let what we like it
sometimes,
Over time it may all
come true.
Let what we like it
sometimes,
Over time it may all
come true.
Chorus(2 times):
In a spiral in motion,
My song is over,
Flattery and evil on my
way,
Never will be.
Flattery and evil on my
way,
Never will be.
The power of love in
my hands,
Me the most high gave
again a true token;
That should go only
forward,
And welcome again
and again to create.
That should go only
forward,
And welcome again
and again to create.
In a spiral in motion,
My song is over,
Flattery and evil on my
way,
Never will be.
Flattery and evil on my
way,
Never will be.
Flattery and evil on my
way,
Never will be!!!