The original song:
Approximate translation:
He was older than her, she was beautiful
A soul was visiting her small body
They walked together, they did not quarrel over trifles
And everyone around said - why not husband and wife
And only one nonsense drove him crazy
He loved her, she loved to fly at night
He suffered if it was dark outside
He did not sleep, he locked the window at night
He cried, drank bitter tea in the kitchen
At the hour when she flew at night
And he gave her roses, bought her perfume
Dedicated songs to her, read her poems
He grabbed a thread like the last fool
He was afraid that someday under the full moon
She would forget the way home
And one night it happened just like that...
He suffered if it was dark outside
He sobbed, locked the window at night
He did not sleep, drank bitter tea in the kitchen
At the hour when she flew at night
And then in the morning she swore
That yesterday was the last time
He was silent, but at night it was dark outside
And she flew away anyway
And for three days, and three nights he did not sleep and did not eat
He sat by the window and looked at the sky
He repeated her name, went out to meet her on the ledge
And when the moon began to wane
He stepped out of the window, as she walked
He took off, as she took off
But not up, but down
Chorus...