Текст песни ЛихоЛесье - Дневник Тани Савичевой - 2008 - 5.Недопетая песня

Damn in my whirlpool, Sgin from beginning to edge
Like a fiery phoenix from the fire water hoses in their hands
To bake the loaf, nobody else choose
It is no longer looking for culprits in the empty mirror.

How much wood do not go, still howling wolf on not become
Only in the land of hooves beating, chasing away crows.
After all the sheets translated our white flags,
As the morning resonate powder of red banners.

And all the days of the ring, in a feeling of deep rear
A little that night, hiding his eyes behind someone else's bed.
We wash away sins, only those that are washed with alcohol
Ostalnae stripped from the skin to the bone.

So leave this song on the conscience Nedopetaya winds.
And since I can arrange dot the "I".
Go back from whence came-not a bad omen,
And especially if there are still halfway.