Текст песни Re-Marquez - Белые тучи над мертвенным городом

White clouds over a dead city
Quietly fell asleep, wrapped in silence,
A rustling heap is passing by
Leaves in the last flight desperate.

I can’t fall asleep, and in doubt broken
Timidly shouting in a migratory flock
Loud but in my throat strangled with anxiety
Just the crying of the saddened cranes.