#русский рок #наутилус помпилиус #чёрные птицы #перевод на английский Наутилус Помпилиус - Чёрные птицы black birds soar skyward black crows, horror dream world flying again and again in the night every time they look for my child take my gems [x3] and then fly away we don't need your gold/we're don't need your jewerly it's rusted, there are stains on it black crows will turn children's eyes into diamonds with their beaks that will be carried away on fast wings after them - only a creepy and sticky fear take my realm [x3] and take my king crown we don't need your governance [x3] and your maple diadem so take my eyes [x3] so that you disappear from my life we don't need your eyes [x2] we were there, and everything we needed was taken away