Энвэ Калямаля Кокурин - 1756. ДЕНЬ НЕЗАВИСИМОСТИ
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1756. Independence Day

Everything that depended on us in this life | DM | A |
We have already done and lay | G | DM |
They jumped from twigs to the ground
Not ripe, raw fruits

Let the roots go wherever it gets
They scattered around
Everything would be fine, everything would be fine
If not for these sorrows

Then the wind is hurricane, then the drought
And we are still young sprouts
We dry out, bend, break
It's hard to stay alive

Few live to old age
Even fewer sages among the survivors
Even less among them who did not sleep
Chaste and sane

Early, early we ran away from the house
Unhealthy and yellow
So we are sinking now and we scour
Impassable forests, swamps.

Everything that depended on us in this life
As if something depended on something
We are already raised
We are already dead

Crossed, transposed
Well, that’s all that kind
In the same spirit, and so on
Nothing depends on us here more.

Finally here is the Day of Independence
From now on everything and everything is in the hands of God
And we are only scuffle brushes
We circulate whirlpools.
12/29/2011