Текст песни 7Б - Амфибия

Where the blind eagle flies
Where the sun is in plaster under the sky
Sleep presses into the Adam's apple, pulls the stone around the neck of the body into the hole, under the ice.

And I'm at the bottom of the Indian Ocean
Black glove on strings, neck
Write to sing you letters
Amphibian

Where the deaf dolphin swims
There are starfish in the color of a gun
there are people, ears for gills - all those who are dumb without love are shouting, the toad is strangling

And I'm at the bottom of the Indian Ocean
Black glove on strings, neck
Write to sing you letters
Amphibian, amphibian

Live, breathe, dance underwater in spring
Amphibian, amphibian
Live, breathe, dance underwater in spring

I'm on the bottom of the Indian Ocean
Black glove on strings, neck
Write to sing you letters
Amphibian, amphibian

Live, breathe, dance underwater in spring