Текст песни Гио ПиКа - Птицы

And all the sadness of autumn
And all the chill of winter
And between them we
Divided by walls and long throats
We are divisible, and me and you, and me you ..
And how are you there without me,
How are our dreams
How are our canvases
How are our bridges
How are the butterflies
And like bellies
I reset all accounts
And all the envelopes are empty ..
Birds fly to heaven
Taking our words
And they don't dream more of a face
And they don't dream more of an eye
I'm heading into the bushes
All glasses to toast
All the answers are simple
And the traces are blurred
And you won't come again
Give me no water
Can't save you from trouble
Of this muddy environment
I stand there apart
And separately you
Without names and surnames
Only phantoms alone
Gardens are surely withering
The days are dying
Together with them I
And with me you
Birds fly to heaven
Taking our words
And they don't dream more of a face
And they don't dream more of an eye
You are there somewhere alone
At the top of the very bottom
And in the wilds of a weekday
And you don't remember me
Do not you remember me..
Where the water was boiling
The earth has dried up there
Flowers have withered there
The fields are sad there
And only you remained, only me
Only you only me..