Текст песни Достоевский - Перелетные птицы

Seven meters above the ground
migratory birds made their nests
flying from one to another island
just missed you.
When in mid-November
a white sheet covers the ground
they are weaned from frosty nights
but returning home is never too late.
Standing on a belt overgrown with earth
remember as before
you fell on the furry snow to horror and
the burning cold was not so terrible.
It's like the first time in this place
therefore, carefully, even with closed eyes
the foot itself will be on the path trodden by it.
Seven meters above the ground
migratory birds made their nests
flying from one to another island
just missed you.
When in mid-November
a white sheet covers the ground
they are weaned from frosty nights
but returning home is never too late.
You are already far away
and in life you walk straight on your lungs
but something back there was still in the air
. This is what makes you
leaving home, wait,
when everything melts
to return home, a flock of flies.
Seven meters above the ground
migratory birds made their nests
flying from one to another island
just missed you.
When in mid-November
a white sheet covers the ground
they are weaned from frosty nights
but returning home is never too late.