Текст песни Лосось Мудрости - Кормушка для птиц

7/8

We feel the cold
With all my heart feel cold
All its feathers feel cold
In our singing feel cold

We hide in burrows
Raw hide in burrows
Bask in black holes
Vem stone nest

We are the children of the forest
We are children of the Stone Forest
We are children of the network jungle
We are children of the cold tree

We are many, and we sing
We have thousands, and we sing
We are millions and we sing
We do not hear each other, and we sing

5/8

We are looking for corn
We are looking for ripe grain
Warm summer grain
We are looking for them in wet wells

We are looking for them in the wet clouds
We are looking for a huge halls
Grain in the rooms and corridors
Grain in a cold voices

We're going back to home
In addition, the forest that was us home
Increasingly, back to home
Bask near the empty trough

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