Текст песни Алексей Костюшкин - Птица

Reading my letters, you are between the lines again
You will learn about a flock of birds giving you love,
You will find out and make a stream of your hopes,
You are a bird, you are a bird in a cage, but still waiting for something ...

Touching my songs with my sleepy wing,
With joy you remember your mother, father and home,
Old friends - and I want to cry, and fly ...
You are a bird with a ring on its leg - but you can sing ...

And beyond the horizon, the fairy light knows the exact answer -
A miracle has happened and flies invisibly
And on the horizon, a gray-haired artist will paint you young again,
You have already decided - and you would survive the winter ...

Songs - they are like letters, a chord rings in letters,
Dreams hung with a pause, the lines pass a year,
Summer will leave suddenly, in leaves, rains, tears,
You are in a cage, with a ring on your leg, with thoughts in heaven ...

And beyond the horizon, the fairy light knows the exact answer -
A miracle has happened and flies invisibly
And on the horizon, a gray-haired artist will paint you young again,
You have already decided - and you would survive the winter ...

(c) A. Kostyushkin