Celebrating a day of my death

Celebrating a day of my death.
Let"s dance on the roofs, covered with snow.
My world is in a terrible mess
And how to escape - I don"t know.

Burning my dreams...
Shooting my birds...
Swimming upstream...
The heart doesn"t hearts...
The day of  death...

My soul turns into white gulls...
My body turns into blue flowers...
Listen: to songs of my pulls,
Drink from the streams of my power...

Burning my dreams...
Shooting my birds...
Swimming upstream...
The heart doesn"t hearts...
The day of  death...