Текст песни Mart - Птицы

Night moans
Birds walked.
Hands intertwined, hair was confused,
No, I did not forget anything.
Even our night exclamations.

Billions of stars
Fallen to our feet.
You, I, River and that bridge.
I wanted to ask "how are you there?",
But, alas, my question did not sound.

Closer to the morning
Birds flew to the shore.
I'm just waiting for something
As if, this is about to happen.