Текст песни Adil Ibragimov - могила станет постелью

Adil Ibragimov- "Tomb becomes a bed."
The grave will be the bed, I can hear the screams of neighbors.
Shelter syroyu ground, she became my mother tongue.
About where friends? Where is home?
One I'm in a dark grave!
About where the wife is the one that warmed?
Where the mother that was sitting next to?
And to what I made!
I have the money here will not help!
I do not bought off the salary,
Now the day of reckoning has come!
The grave will be the bed, I can hear the screams of neighbors.
Shelter syroyu ground, she became my mother tongue.
About where friends? Where is home?
One I'm in a dark grave!
About where the wife is the one that warmed?
Where the mother that was sitting next to?
And to what I made!
I have the money here will not help!
I do not bought off the salary,
Now the day of reckoning has come!