Текст песни 7 Б - А не зови меня, птица мёртвая...

Word go to hell pain
God took patience zero
And before dawn, seven more years
I am chained to the ground mark.

Chorus:
And do not call me a dead bird
You do not know how the sky waiting
And wait and before the gray skies
Not like 're gone into the woods.

And if the wind blew in a dream
Sleeps brewed Indian elephant
Do not freeze the ice on the river
So predicting the stars from the sky takeoff .

Chorus:
And do not call me a dead bird
You do not know how the sky waiting
And wait and before the gray skies
Not like 're gone into the woods.

And do not call me a dead bird
 You do not know how the sky waiting
 And wait and before the gray skies
 Not like 're gone .