Текст песни Александр Подорожный - Белая птица

The white bird will come back again when we sing with you
White songs on the black border under the most deadly fire.
Where the birthplace of our love burns on the edge of the world,
Life and death are the eternal secrets of this last war.

We will go together with you
We will see the father’s house
Where the sun is silent
Eternal holiday flies, flies.

White bird, take me there.
White bird, bring me crazy.
White bird brought me crazy.
White bird, take me there.

Where the holy lightning of the liberated day burns,
Where the holy lightning of the liberated self burns,
Where the holy lightning of liberated being burns,
Where the holy lightning of liberated non-being burns.

And again.

The white bird will come back again when we sing with you
White songs on the black border under the most deadly fire.
Where on the edge of the world the homeland of our crazy love burns down.
Life and death are the eternal secrets of this last war,
In the heart of the last war, in the capital of the last war.

White bird, take me there.
White bird, bring me crazy.
White bird brought me crazy.
White bird, take me there.

Where the holy lightning of the liberated self burns,
Where the holy lightning of the liberated day burns,
Where the holy lightning of liberated being burns,
Where the holy lightning of liberated non-being burns.