Текст песни варовайки - тюльпаны

Spring hovering over the camp
Lilac scent intoxicate
On the tower clock is
With a cold, black gun.

A fence along the strip
Samples to the sun tulips
Such prison Opening Day
Intricate and slightly strange.

Chorus:
Spring, bondage and flowers
I'm going crazy here in separation
Court of dead dreams
What the judge all of you bitches.
Spring, bondage and flowers
But my years of quietly fade
Tulips - delicate flowers
The palms of the sun gently pull.

And I would just once over the fence
Oh, how to cheat the wind guard
Let add new term
I will commit theft tulips.

Beautiful bouquet of joy
In the barracks happy girls
Let stand the flowers of love
Between prison gray shkonok.

Chorus.

And at night looking at flowers
Letter will flow at will
In captivity voluntary dreams
Living with suffering and pain.

The injustice of fate
Thoroughly our hearts stitched
We criminal cases
According to our stupidity sewn.