Голоса живой природы - Тетерев - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Dawn is still scheduled. The heavenly arch is slightly illuminated yet from the horizon of the sun. Fog's light fluff enveloped the space with a fluffy blanket ... At this time, a flock of males with noisy clapping wings sits on the ground ... Immediately, without preliminary preparations, an amazing idea begins: males spread their beautiful tails, lowered heads to the ground and start singing and spinning. Inflatable neck, they spend loudly. And from time to time, pulling up the neck up, with frequent waving wings slightly breaking away from the ground, they publish their far away "Chuff".