Текст песни ЧайФ - Силы небесные

C F
Heavens, so pity the
C G
Poor our country.
Let the blame, let the world klyatyh
Yet this one.
F C
We wept bitter tears,
F G
We are full of bloody fights.
C F C G C
Good heavens, have pity on our country.

Pity the birches spring outfit
And the first in the field of flowers
Pity the boys - green soldiers,
And the soldiers, that the death of "you".
Never Been Kissed the girls in the distant village,
Guys, sucking vdym.
Starikov, even while away their days,
Names that while we keep.

And my daughters, and your sons,
And ever unshorn lawn.
Pity all those who do not like me,
And all those who are in love with me.
Anyone who does the work and is not asking for the sky,
As I, sympathetic words.
Pity all those who wrote poetry,
And all those who believe in love.