Текст песни Лосось Мудрости - Кормушка для птиц

7/8

We feel the cold
With all my heart feel cold
All its feathers feel cold
Our singing feel cold

We hide in holes
Hiding in moist burrows
We bask in black holes
Vem stone nest

We are the children of the forest
We are the children of the Stone Forest
We are children of the network jungle
We are children of the cold tree

We are many, and we sing
We have thousands, and we sing
We are millions and we sing
We do not hear each other, and we sing

5/8

We are looking for corn
Looking ripe grain
Warm summer grain
We are looking for them in the wet pits

We are looking for them in the wet clouds
We are looking at huge halls
Corn in the rooms and corridors
Grains in hoarse voices

We come back to home
In addition, the forest that was home to us
Increasingly, back to home
Bask near the empty trough

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