Текст песни Stepan i Meduza - Птица

Point in the sky - Black Bird
Inverted page
Letters in lines, as faces are washed with rain
Only a mark remained
Memory rushes in a cage closed with a key
Years

The wind is growing, tormenting a bird
Whose name in thoughts is spinning
Very easy to break the vase with a flower
From a long sleep
On the fragments to go barefoot
To the dregs

In the sky is a lonely bird
It is very difficult for her to land
The ubiquitous darkness seems to her everything
What is on earth
To tame it will not be able to anyone
Nor me

But we can fly over her with you
Look at us from heights who we
There, there below
There, there below
Here, high
There, there below