Текст песни Лина Милович - Птица

I sing in the evening when my soul sings
I cook in the evening for you.
You drive slowly, you relish the meeting
Understand the excitement of a dreamy soul.

The bird does not want to be free at night,
I want to warm the bird.
Outside the bird is afraid at night
The bird wants to be at home.

I read in the evening, but I don’t understand the meaning,
Toil in the evening, I'm really looking forward to you.
You drive slowly, you relish the meeting
Understand the languor of a gullible soul.

The bird does not want to be free at night,
I want to warm the bird.
Outside the bird is afraid at night
The bird wants to be at home.

I want freedom and red wine
And captivity is sweet to me, I sing you.
You drive slowly, you relish the meeting
Understand the languor of a mysterious soul.

The bird does not want to be free at night,
I want to warm the bird.
Outside the bird is afraid at night
The bird wants to be at home.

The bird does not want to be free at night,
The bird wants to be at home.
Outside the bird is afraid at night
I want to warm my bird