Команданте - Рассветная песнь
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There were seven faces under the lilac sky,
We will dress in the worn August.
And in my palms there are thousands of bodies,
White herbs rustle on the legs.
The walls of moisture are full, the clouds follow me,
So autumn waters cry.
Raise you face and smoke until dawn
Look around in the way and - freedom.
There is not enough heaven and there is no time,
Yes, heat from under the heart goes.
Only seven people buried July
On an overgrown green road.
We left the city, all souls for plowing,
Only the sky comes in poison.
Well, we don’t give a damn - we found our July,
Yes, and August wandered somewhere nearby ...
There were seven faces under the lilac sky,
We will dress in the worn August.
And in my palms there are thousands of bodies,
White herbs rustle on the legs ...