Текст песни Лия Ахатова - Карлыгачта

The forest in the press is called a forest,
Your peacock-like eyes do not sleep at night.
Either you put it in ice water or you burn it in fire,
Either you fly to the sky or you drop it.

When a swallow builds a nest on the shore of our descent,
I don't know when you're deaf, when you're not around.
When a swallow builds a nest on the shore of our descent
I don't know when you're deaf, when you're not around.

Either you put it in ice water or you burn it in fire,
Either you fly to the sky or you drop it.
The foot of the mountain behind the village is full of berries,
In my dream you are in white, with a white glove on top.

When a swallow builds a nest on the shore of our descent,
I don't know when you're deaf, when you're not around.
When a swallow builds a nest on the shore of our descent,
I don't know when you're deaf, when you're not around.