Текст песни Зоя Ященко и группа Белая гвардия - Птичка

I have never seen ,
I went out the front .
Bent trees, it was cool .
I hid hands
In deep pockets
Hid the tears on the ocean floor ,
On transitions , in black alleys ,
Raising his collar, I went faster and faster .
Through the corridors , smelling dust,
At the edge of the eaves ,
Breaking the wings ...

What should I do
With love mine ?

Walked along the boulevards ,
Blooming chestnuts
Smoking taxi drivers ,
Flashed country
Straining at the leash my oceans,
Beckoned and called in the big windows ,
Shining gowns ballerina
On mannequins ...
But I'm alive!

On sidewalks, on the roofs of trams
I went faster and faster , breaking the wings ,
Through the corridors , smelling dust,
At the edge of the eaves ,
Breaking the wings ...
On a thin wire bird sang .
A little bird , what do I do ? ..