Текст песни Тринадцатое созвездие - Представляя себя птицей

Leaving their burrows ,
Gold looking mountains
Departing from adversity
Of the country's weather.

Forgetting friends face ,
Presenting a bird ,
Taking away the beauty ,
You're in a hurry for hell.

You driving scorcher wind
And let the summer you will be met ,
And let you spread wings ,
But did not take off .

Tired of waiting for you in the night light ,
There you will meet summer
A winter here you leave ...

A winter here you leave ...
A winter here you leave .

You are here threw his winter
Love pine, oak effect
Birches service aspens friendship
You left here.

Their roots , their land
And the songs on Sunday ,
Heat bread motif sky.

Their roots , their land
And the songs on Sunday ,
Heat bread motif sky.

Presenting a bird ,
Try not to break ...