Текст песни Л. Ярмольник - Перелетных птиц

If your city snow
If the fading light outside the window,
If the time is interrupted by running,
And no hope for April.
If the room is your night
Lurking in the corners of darkness,
Nope forces to drive it away -
Call, I'll tell you how.

Chorus:
Above the clouds, across borders
Wind cling to the pipe
And bear migratory birds
Far from me to you.

And the city is living God,
Forty thousand years all by himself.
And, of course, if he could,
He would have us with you gave us.
But get away from his face shadow
And he will see that I am right.
And give us one day,
In violation of all their rights.

Chorus:
Above the clouds, across borders
Wind cling to the pipe
And bear migratory birds
Far from me to you.