Текст песни Птицами - Что бы ты умер

The warmest, the lightest - in the urn
Capillaries tore like silk
Then I really wanted you to die
And so that no one comes to your funeral
Autumn fires underfoot and slush
Cold hands and a lot of coffee at the pier
I cried into the phone for a very long time
And I'm sorry that these tears were dedicated to you
Tell someone else about the friendship of the fable
I understand, you don't know me at all!
On the shoulder - once, handshake - once!
Wake up ...
It's time for you to change something ...
Written and oral
Tell a thousand fans how bad you are
They will believe, they will empathize
Only I already ... hurt too much and give a fuck too ...
You know, the capillaries inside were torn like silk
The warmest, the lightest - in the urn
Nobody came to your funeral
Because you died ... Just .. - inside me .. you died ...