Текст песни Сергей Матвеенко - СОЛОВЕЙ ст. и муз. С.Матвеенко

Nightingale

Sergey Matvienko

"Emergency" siren stunned nightingale
It sits on a branch softly - almost alive.
Look, the nightingale, but you're also like me,
The city plunged, like a whirlpool in your head!

Look at the sky - there is not a star - lights!
Disco music spits in silence.
Give me the live music, give!
I get on your knees, as best I can, pull up.

Life is so new, not to invent newer:
Concrete, bitumen, glass and iron.
We are, in fact, other people here, the nightingale!
That's right, my dear, take care of its wings.

We gather around the city all cats and dogs,
Everyone who hosts hung kick
Who hurt the soul of the asphalt ... Emery -
That's because this wound was born my anguish.

My dear, how you want to,
I do not know what the island.
Only against the grain there never ironed,
Just do not skimp on the good words there.

But at heart you are still warm,
But just in case it gained fangs soul.
It presses on concrete, iron and glass,
You hear a nightingale, come from Povoa anguish!

sergey matveenko
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