Текст песни Ощупь - Ой-да

Do not read books that should not be read
They have not heard the wind that howls drawl
Not afraid spoiled angles
Do not lay across the road in the morning
Did not go to the field, not pricked feet
The abyss did steps

Oh - yes , oh - yes, the snow piled up
Oh - yes, razgresti least until spring
Oh - yes, stone per laid down
Oh - yes, we would not find the price

Do not keep the shoulders rim of the sky
Do not tear off its hinges shutters yes gates
Sheets are not torn to pieces
Were not spilling grain on the road
Not burnt feathers, not judged strictly
Silently dying of boredom

Oh - yes , roads broken penny
Oh - yes, strong winds after midnight
Oh - yes, it was all so
Oh - yes, we would not find the price