Текст песни Королівські зайці - Птиці зелені

Green birds at a late hour
to sleep flew to a fresh cut.
They quietly descended to the yellow glitch
green birds, green birds.

Wings beat, feathers lost,
The gray heads bowed low.
The stumps around are their blood relatives.
Cuts on stumps - like a full moon.

Chorus:
Green birds! What else do you need?
You have the moon, you have the sky.
Green birds! What else do you need?
You have the moon, you have the sky.

But at dawn, in the golden age
green birds rushed up.
Only could not take off, could not.
It was crowded, the wings were tangled.

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