Павел Филатов - Поздно
текст песни

And behind the fence after the blizzard there is silence
As if on command, the birds began to sing in the morning
The long-awaited spring has arrived in the zone
And I’ll dream about my home again at night

What did I do from the bell to the bell?
There are no escorts and my yesterday's share
That I and my friends drink wine in taverns
And I can’t get enough air in the wild

Cars are rushing towards the native side
Pine trees along the slopes and birch trees
You won’t return your fate and you won’t catch up
Late
Late

In the old memory the native will tell
Everything we couldn't put on the line
Time, like sand, will wake up the years
Late

And behind are the gray towers of the camps
There is no guardrail or high fence
I didn't hide any trump cards up my sleeve
Everything according to the concepts of a long-haired thief

I pray to the icon of the Mother of God in dreams
So that, if possible, my sins may be forgiven
So that again in these cramped four walls
I didn't have enough patience

Cars are rushing towards the native side
Pine trees along the slopes and birch trees
You won’t return your fate and you won’t catch up
Late
Late

In the old memory the native will tell
Everything we couldn't put on the line
Time, like sand, will wake up the years
Late

Cars are rushing towards the native side
Pine trees along the slopes and birch trees
You won’t return your fate and you won’t catch up
Late
Late

In the old memory the native will tell
Everything we couldn't put on the line
Time, like sand, will wake up the years
Late