Текст песни Екатерина Болдырева - Блюз для совы

Blues for owls (E.Boldyreva)

Do not wake me up early in the morning I'm a beast,
Even if the colors or coffee in bed.
Waking up at dawn to me too strange,
Drown in a blanket, like the corncrake in the foliage.

All decent birds: nightingales, larks,
Wake up, get up, wash and songs of the forest.
Awake trills enthusiastically and loudly
And flying in a spiral high into the sky.

Let's postpone our meeting for the evening -
In the morning, the pillow not to raise their heads,
And you nakinesh me gently on the shoulders
This velvety blue blues for owls.

If half past five to get up, which of course is not easy,
I will see how the sun opens his eyes.
Only all as familiar to me to look at the stars,
Putting it in a basket nocturnal bird voices.

Let's postpone our meeting for the evening -
In the morning, the pillow not to raise their heads,
And you nakinesh me gently on the shoulders
This velvety blue blues for owls.

I know exactly next to me to live is very difficult
Nightingales, larks, woodpeckers and roosters.
Become a owl, if possible,
And together we will wander on the morning dreams.