Crane's Crying
Vitas
I meet your eyes, for a long time
We haven't talked about love
By a night rain, I will speak it out
And in the rustle of leaves you speak
I will cry with a wedge of cranes
I love you
And will respond with a contrary wind
I love you
I have enough words, like spring has many flowers
Only those words fail to say
That of all the suns, which I used to love
Only the moon can compare with you
I will cry with a wedge of cranes
I love you
And will respond with a contrary wind
I love you
Let winds, rains and cries
Of the birds' flocks far away
Be our talking about love
And will respond with a contrary wind
I love you