Текст песни Владимир Бережков - Яблочный спас

Reflected light transcendental
It fills the dusty garden ...
But the market, close to bakery
Slain lie.
Russian considered -
Whose love is strong?
And Moscow chokes freedom -
Only this blood - to me ...

I like to look like apples
Distributes child of Christ.
He pours them to us from the cloud -
That without a fight and without tears
They hide in zapazuhu
And could used immediately
In Moscow pass as on dry land -
It Yabolochny Savior.

Everything will come to us. Our holidays
Will appear in the coveted hour
Drink vodka or reds -
Only this blood - on us!
Again transcendental Light
Asks: \ & quot; Where is your brother? \ & Quot; -
Near the market, near the bakery,
Where are my enemies ...