Текст песни краснознаменную дивизию имени моей бабушки - дорога из желтого кирпича

Just a day and a noon
I am alone, and I am free ,
Hurricane, and I have already on edge .

With an ax stood in the forest
If I'm not interested
Twenty years as a rusted heart ...

My head steel buckets,
I stand too long like this.
Oiler as a sign in the girls' hands
I think vljapalsja something like that ..
And all this is nonsense , because no heart
Straw fool burn laughing
But I can not , I'll just go away
On the yellow brick road ...

I'm ready to cut into pieces
All who would be happy with her
Anyone who even slightly not indifferent ...

Jealousy tears in my scraps
Feelings pour an oil
But it is quite another child

My head steel buckets,
I stand too long like this.
Oiler as a sign in the girls' hands
I think vljapalsja something like that ..
And all this is nonsense , because no heart
Straw fool burn laughing
But I can not , I'll just go away
On the yellow brick road ...