Текст песни состояние птиц - II

in the wires of telephone lines entangled birds
tired to sing in the closed window
iron piles crushed roots of trees
no strength left to grow through concrete

have come up with what would have been the death easier to endure pain
and with infinite joy to fall into the sky
prostroen world cartons huddled in corners
we just look out of the windows as the sun burns
glasses in windows reflection of envy
looking directly into the crazy eyes
Infection was the morality of reason bezsmyslenno phrases

hopeless fear funny faceless
it makes sense to fight but did not rise from his knees
the price of their lives less stupid ideas
move the border through the cries of people