ЗАМША - моя чечня
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The sun hid behind the ink clouds with a squadron
It hurts to touch with your hand where I had wings
You used to put emoticons instead of dots
There were no reasons for panic before
I still did not know that my Chechnya would begin in the evening

I wanted to lie down, but tanks took the bedroom
How much I think there are dollars in the bank in my mind
We exchanged addresses on vacation
We spent all the days in the air
I still did not know that my Chechnya would begin in the evening
I still did not know that my Chechnya would begin in the evening

Black fire, I almost blinded
Smoke and full pockets of ash

Step through the closed door and lit up clothes
Look in the embrasure, and there is no hope
You used to warm my hands with your breath
I used to call me a creation
I still did not know that my Chechnya would begin in the evening
I still did not know that my Chechnya would begin in the evening

I got only fogs and slush
The sky will cover with a bag and there will be no one to cry
Before spring was not so windy
Before the pain was not so slow
I still did not know that my Chechnya would begin in the evening
I still did not know that my Chechnya would begin in the evening

Black fire, I almost blinded
Smoke and full pockets of ash