Текст песни Алексей Бобков - Солнечный Край

White bones of logs
and the bell, in the grass unnoticed,
hot for sinuses of sunny riz,
somewhere deceptive striking grasshopper,
River Jelly and Dry Mostki,
The splashes lay down from the rod,
Sawing childhood does not know the longing,
Conscience - not the hum of muffled trill ...

Paradise my lost, sunny edge,
I was tempted by fruits forbidden
and for someone's tobacco traded,
locked in the heart door cherished,
I am to blame that you, my Russia,
is predicted, like a beloved woman,
loyalty and jealousy as a fellowship
And justify the bad tower ...

Sorry blind alternate castle
barely delirious - neither road nor counter
Produal children in faithful fathers
The staff is rough, Kotomka Paveny ...

(April 6-8, 2014)