Volaré
Russian Red
I will fly
Where the wind speaks and the sky is bluer
Where the stars illuminate you with their light
I will run, I will fly, I will ride with the wind:
I will fly, I will ride with the wind
(La-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la)
Where the forest hides secrets you will never know
The mountains echo stories from times past
I will cross rivers and valleys and climb to the summits
I will be strong like the rocks and proudly shout:
I will run, I will fly, I will ride with the wind
I will fly, I will ride with the wind
(La-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la)
I will shout
(La-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la)
I will run, I will fly
I will ride
(La-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la)
