Текст песни Инна Наговицина - Гуляй братва жиганская

Smoky, husky voice
The fate cries from prison.
I Barber & quot; chiknul & quot; hair
Without demand, and without permission.
Paper white fly sheets
At the will of the postman blue.
I was again taken away & quot; Stolypin & quot;
In the taiga of the songs, so cold.

Chorus:
Come on! Walk, Tale Zhigansk!
I pour myself gulls with longing.
I fit the shape convict
Years on the heels of a human being.
The lilac Magadan region,
Again sopochki turned green.
Come on! Walk, Zhigansk Tale,
Come on! Zatryahivay on piles.

Smoky, husky voice
The fate cries from prison.
Control strips
Keep me from temptation.
And I term as the boat,
Swim and marina mine construction.
Go to the house, to the old woman, the mother,
Say - let them not worry.

Chorus.

Smoky, husky voice
The fate cries from prison.
I Barber & quot; chiknul & quot; hair
Without demand, and without permission.
Paper white fly sheets
At the will of the postman blue.
I was again taken away & quot; Stolypin & quot;
In the taiga of the songs so cold.

Chorus - 2 times