Текст песни Setembro - О рыбаке и рыбке

The Fisherman and the Fish

we do not sleep, and the dancing shadows on the ceiling:
passengers come to the pier light
Bell faces the river ferry
arching arc language

fish composes a song about a fisherman:
make out my reflection in milk
bring me bread crumb in one hand
bring death to another

Chorus:
Fish sings about who is at the bottom
Call me, Bell, Call on Me

for passenger steps is not a passenger
greedy fisherman, swallowing fish oil,
Fish sings about who is at the bottom,
but hardly alive.

we do not sleep, fish fishes says laughing,
as the caresses of a fisherman flew all scales,
like clinging lips of the lips - a hook for hook
both hands grabbed both lacked hands

Chorus:
Fish sings about who is at the bottom
Call me, Bell, Call on Me

being caught not let compressed roasted
make a wish, for dinner, a fisherman, I wish I

Chorus:
Fish sings about who is at the bottom
Call me, Bell, Call on Me

Author of poetry: Olga Russia