Текст песни: A Bird Is A Song + перевод

Colorado, can you hear me? Are you listening?

Do you even care? Are you even there?

The concrete canopy, mountains of symmetry;

The city policy, the city air. The boroughs I have

Seen seem so unfair, as do the feathers on the

Sidewalks I find there

I do not need to speak, but I want to listen to the

Tiniest of flights and their transmissions. The words

Tied to their wings are the words I’m going to sing

A noise, small and strong: A bird is a song

Torch the sails, and set ire to our deals: My heaven

Is here, my heaven is here. Who would need escape

Who would seek salvation from a place so bright

And clear?

I do not need to see, but I need a vision. I want

Seamless operation upon ignition. The fuel that I salt

Away will keep us through the darkest of days; will keep

Us well through winters long, and when springtime

Starts her broadcast, the birds are our song

Keep your feathers clean and dry

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