Текст песни Потаня - Словно ложкой по дну котелка...

Lyrics: R.Izmaylov
Music: Potanya
 
Like a spoon on the bottom of the pot ,
Dogrebaya remains of soldering,
So scratching their meager track
Srednerusskaya this river .
 
Punt buried in the sand,
See boy on dark east
And not hear : almost at hand
Hectic cock rings .
 
What does he see for mercury river
Stunned noisy foliage,
And what he trusted blindly ,
As the lure of white bread ?
 
Whether pike in the shallows beats
Whether bulky cloud goes,
Or is this exploration of the Mongols ,
Finally, look for a ford !