Lyrics Мох - Миллиард жёлтых птиц

You talk about funny animals or you jump like a float
On the green picture of the doors you stand
You are standing and singing something or maybe you are silent about something
Why do not you hear the song you say

Billion, billion-billion-billion yellow birds

I answer, I am sick at mind on my nose at home
I live in a strange hole and keep the clock on the table
I call your laughter a nightingale and wrapped up in the surroundings of dreams
I remember your sound like a dial tone or a phone call.

Billion, billion-billion-billion yellow birds