She is not a bird

Parasind Varsovia, cantecul acesta intr-una, intr-una....;...avionul care-mi doresc sa ma duca prin lume pentru a uita de toate nu e o pasare si nu are suflet. Avionul meu e mereu acelasi, o gramada de nituri, table spoite si zambete de stewardese poftindu-ma sa ma bucur de noua destinatie sau sa-mi sterg of-ul din inima dupa fiecare despartire. Hubloul din dreapta si cantecul acesta imi tatueaza creierul cu imaginea Poloniei reci pentru totdeauna...

E cantat in polona, il stim toti si nimeni nu are habar ce spune...sunt unele dintre cele mai frumoase versuri pe care le-am auzit vreodata.


Kayah&Bregovic - To nie ptak


She is not a bird

She's hustling in a colorful dress
From time to time turning her head
And smiles
You could swear
That you saw her wings yesterday
When she was trying to hide them
Under the dress
But she

She's not a bird
Can't you see
It's not a bird
She's not a bird
It's not a bird
Can't you see

With her every move she tells you she loves you
But you are looking for the feather in a colorful lace
Because you sure
You saw the shade of the wings
And that's why you built a cage
But she

She's not a bird
Can't you see
It's not a bird
She's not a bird
It's not a bird
Can't you see

This day
When the darkness will steal your heart
She will be in the window laughing through tears
With flowing hair
And turned into raven jump
Only to come back to here
But as Bird of paradise
Because you wanted this
As a bird of paradise
As a bird of paradise
Because you wanted this