Текст песни В.С. - птичка

I'm a dead body of the earth
I'm a little crying bird
I am preparing to take off and leave
I tear off my petrol
You float fish in water backs
You are a rattling snake sister
You will tell me about the secrets of love
You will sing me poems page
let me sit with you in dark water
Give a rest in the meadow
where spring bird songs sing
where the juicy herbs and daisies bloom
and the rain suddenly gets

I am crude rocky rocks
I am wounded to the world
You are a dream and the gaping of blue water
You're desert and star Palmyra
Give me to live on a black grief
Let's pee in dark
where they say and sing in another language
where Syrians live and go
calm their lunge sea soul
their soldiers tired shoulders
not you said that you don't want war
Isn't you Syrian Martyr Eternal

You said I am the dead body of the earth
I seagull singing in the sea
I carry you a climier sands for you
To build an eternal city
The sun lies in the sky thick
tongue
and whispers about something you about simple
about something coming in the world
and cold mayor frosty day
Come out to the street sad
Call children go back to the house
feed them to pussy

and then go there
where lonely lies
her warm sleeping body
Wind Music, Rain Music
Snow music, ash music ...