Ada - Птичка
текст песни

Outside the window snow waltz
The city hides dirt
Do you want to sing, but to whom?
People here will not understand
Fly small bird
Where the sun, sea, sand
So selfish
But who else will save you
Cutting the wing
Clouds of foam
Forgetting like a dream
Metal house
Outside the window - Paradage
Golden first grade
Only your voice is here
Lost beauty
Fly small bird
Where the sun is the sea sand
So selfish
But who else will save you
Cutting the wing
Clouds of foam
Forgetting like a dream
Metal house
Somewhere far there
Where is warm year round
You will find peace
But you will return in the spring