Янка Дягилева - Стаи Летят
текст песни

Under the hands in the steppe, in the ears of faith,
In the feet of bow - flocks fly
To the heart of the handkerchief, the stone on the neck
In the throat, the sip can be forgiven.
Tape on the chest was asked so much
Compressed RTs - Time, Forward

Cross outside the window, logi are tired
Banner on the bayonet - goat in the garden.
Gray peace, sleep under the wheels
Vienna trembling - everything is light
Bright, Bosoy Cooki Nose
Next to run on the leash!
Eternal Flame - Daytime Lamps
Dark span, wider eyes
Strong infusion - cry, relatives
Corner, Candle, Desk, Image
Under hands in the steppe
Flocks fly
Maybe forgive ...