Текст песни А. Розенбаум - Ах, как хлеб стоял..

Oh, how the bread was cringing
Before the wind cutting ears of rye
Lake bloomed and the person in the village
I buried near the boundaries of crude
Somewhere horse whinnied barge floated
The river that from Nurse five miles
And I'm on the barge was then blessed
And life was simple like a flower
But grown bush berry in juice
Flowed through his fingers stranger wine
Besserebrennikov of curbs
I walked arm in arm with their guilt
City chased foliage drums knock
Responds pitier chest easy
Fresh air shower of rain
And dope dung and milk
Overcoat brimstone with hopeful faith
We sheltered summer dream
Heaven loves us enough not to have been
She twisted not me
And somehow just suddenly become adults
And the old man found a coveted key
In the field where the desperately sad
I strive every autumn
Gimp is my grand-hotel
It rolled into a ball by Victor accordion
Shake heights screamed Bittern
And I woke up in a white ward drunk
Nurse hell razzudis shoulder
And sister crazy with her go
And let the ear and cherries
I whispered through the window is the heart of typhoid
And I did not even know that it is a good sign
And bury deep in the snow
The cool sheets in the heart of pockmarks
I wanted to hide all
And I did not even know that it is a good sign
Yet looking at the dome
Zlatogolovye plague purple
I was again called to him
I ate all the meat in Lent secluded
And the choir did not know and stifled his laughter
But as the trailer car at the bottom of the gaff
Picked up my soul dragged up
And is useful to feed copses
Small birds and hares grandfather Mazai
And again I found grace
And again, my eyes glistened
Again brimstone overcoat with faith
We took refuge in the night
We hope our youth it is not cold
Love shouts on settlements
Let the door where she would wait forever gone
Once taking the coveted key
In the field where the desperately sad
Now, I do not aspire
Let the door where she would wait forever gone
Once taking the coveted key
In the field where the desperately sad
From now no longer aspire