Текст песни Сестри Тельнюк - Жарптиці

And the firebirds fly at night by the stars,
And the firebirds in the morning under the windows
Sleep,
And in the frosty dawn of gray winter
In the sleepy windows, the young ring
Wings ...

It will be morning and day. And high blue.
A strange sun above, like a bell,
To ring,
And there will be clear ice from the window -
Gray-silver feathers are bizarre footprints ...