Пташка

English translation

Fly, little birdie

Until it gets scary

In this huge sky

Come back to me, come back to me

We're hanging out

I hear horns on red trams

Summer is not happy

Or it’s good for three months

It's like being in a basement

With a small window under the ceiling

We slept through everything

We have everything for later

There are no words here

If you shut up, I'll shut up

From the winds

And your soul is empty

Fly, little birdie

Until it gets scary

In this huge sky

Come back to me, come back to me

It's scary to fly

But it's very important

The power of heavenly thirst

Don't be afraid of stones and don't be afraid of stones

On the coast

Sad seagulls cry meow

I'll be gentle

A wave whispers to a package of kittens

I'm like a bookmark

In a stuck elevator, my dear

I'm very happy

What are you doing with someone else now?

There are no words here

If you shut up, I'll shut up

From the winds

And your soul is empty

There are no more words

If you shut up, I'll shut up

From flowers

And my soul is dark

Fly, little birdie

Until it gets scary

In this huge sky

Come back to me, come back to me

It's scary to fly

But it's very important

The power of heavenly thirst

Don't be afraid of stones and don't be afraid of stones (stones, stones)

Fly, little birdie

Until it gets scary

In this huge sky

Come back to me, come back to me

It's scary to fly

But it's very important

The power of heavenly thirst

Don't be afraid of stones and don't be afraid of stones