Cuckoo

[Verse 1]
How many songs are still unwritten?
Tell me, cuckoo, sing.
Should I live in the city or in the outskirts,
Lie like a stone or burn like a star? A star.
[Chorus]
My sun - look at me,
My palm has turned into a fist,
And if there is gunpowder - give me fire.
That's it...
[Verse 2]
Who will follow the lonely trail?
The strong and brave have laid down their heads in the field in battle.
Few remain in bright memory,
In a sober mind and with a firm hand in the ranks, in the ranks.
[Chorus]
My sun - look at me,
My palm has turned into a fist,
And if there is gunpowder - give me fire.
That's it...
[Verse 3]
Where are you now, free will?
With whom are you now meeting the gentle dawn? Answer.
It's good with you, but bad without you,
my patient head and shoulders under the whip, under the whip.
[Chorus]
My sun - look at me,
My palm has turned into a fist,
And if there is gunpowder - give me fire.
That's it...
My sun - look at me,
My palm has turned into a fist,
And if there is gunpowder - give me fire.
That's it..