Олег Тищенко - Трактористы
текст песни

Somewhere, at the end of spring
Veto by applying on a binge
Poison, suddenly filled dreams
Nearby, someone's shadows with me ...

The roof is blown by a rustle of candles
I hear the threshold creaked quietly
Then, stitching in the night
Who's there? Lucifer or God?

I would have to get lost in the wilderness
Where, the shadows were darker
So as not to lose the soul
Who could not appear after her ...

Maybe I'm not in myself now
Graduates what I managed little
Bitter, admit fate
How much, not finished things ...

Thunder fired abruptly, gulp
Weighty, exploding in a dream
Cries, quietly rain outside the window
So, everything seemed to me ...

So much has flowed since that spring
Only those who stole peace
Famously, opening my dreams
Quietly, everywhere follow me ...