Текст песни Егор Летов, Янка Дягилева, Чёрный Лукич - Мы из Кронштадта

Legs crossed - Black Lukich
Finger across - dry lips .
Boy in his coat - a little old man .
Rang out a march green pipe . We are from Kronstadt , Kronstadt We ...
Near the toilet Latvian shooter
Red stars on a gray fur hat .
Zorko looks , not to run away .
It is difficult to knit loop of a shirt .
White legs on the white snow ,
The body was swollen , and it is not clear it.
It will be spring and I run away .
Voice crisp , vague stump .
His legs Black Lukich .
Mouth wide, dry lips .
Boy in his coat , the little old man .
Rang out a march green pipe . We are from Kronstadt . We are from Kronstadt .