Текст песни Сергей Остапенко - Земля с птичьего полёта

The bird, spreading its wings, flies
What does she see there, above the ground?
Behind the facade of the central avenue
Only the slums, the blacker one another
Railroad clearings
Web-web of asphalt tapes
Crazy confusion of wires
It turns into the abyss of days and years -

Earth from a bird's flight ...
Earth from a bird's flight.

Spots of dumps and wastelands
Like a leprous corpse
Oil is poured out of the earth
Tries into the distance in a myriad of pipes
Bold scars of lakes and rivers
Still turbid waters bear
Black steppes, diseased forests
The mines, the careers that are there then here -

Earth from a bird's flight ...
Earth from a bird's flight.

The bird, spreading its wings, flies
What does she see there, above the ground?
The bird does not know what will happen to her
The bird does not believe that the world is empty.

Earth from a bird's flight ...
Earth from a bird's flight.

1993