Какая песня может прийти на ум сидя в засаде в терновнике?

Дрозды (перевод Колин Маккалоу)
Поют ВИА "Песняры" и Лева Лещенко

You've heard the singing of birds
No, not those blackbirds, not of the field,
And blackbirds, thrushes,the wizards
The singers representatives of Russia.
And blackbirds, thrushes,the wizards
The singers representatives of Russia.

Here they sat down on forests,
Sounded to selflessly,
I shall know them by their voices,
Clear the lords of the moments.
I shall know them by their voices,
Clear the lords of the moments.

Sounds grow like flowers,
Sad, funny, everything.
The hot, up to redness,
The cool blue.
The hot, up to redness,
The cool blue.

Take out before the morning star,
Rainbows falling on the grass,
Hats off, in the forest sing thrushes,
For the soul sing, and not for the glory.
Hats off, in the forest sing thrushes,
For the soul sing, and not for the glory.