Текст песни Ка Па Дзонг - Соловей

And outside the city, not a forest, but cardboard,
And not snow, but foam fields,
And I know what's inside the nightingale
Mechanical gramophone is sewn up.

And I can be made out
Or just chop it into pieces.
And you get a computer of longing
And what else I can't name.

And my mother is not my mother,
And fear intimidated by fear
What will come and lead to raise
And carry her ashes in your arms.

Who dragged me here
Where you can hardly get through.
It's not water that drips from the sky
And the ridiculous word is rain.