Марина Кацуба - Тысяча птиц - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I grew up near the sea. The rhythm of my heart beats into the surf. Yes, everyone here is sick with something. And, yes, I could be there for you. To be water for your boats. To be like a quarter without threes. Like a swarm of Insects over a bright empty head: When in the summer, in the fields, somewhere you dance naked. But you are different. You read everything by faces, a simple declaration of love is not suitable for you. You again praise the capital and catch tits, Farewell, they say, my cranes. And I grew up near the sea, alone among thousands of birds. And it hurts me so much, you hear, it hurts so much not to love you.