Текст песни ЛУННЫЙ ПЁС - Горшок

Cut me under the pot,
Let me go to the woods thick.
Through the forest lies the path far.
The path of far leads us home.

How to flash head
Threatened by the dark forest,
And all words will end ...
Watch me to heaven.

Here flowers bloom and rays
Pose through horsewa.
Teach me, teach
Take your life.

At least a corner of me
Only in the oven do not become well done.
I was so burned from love,
Do not burn the soul to the end.

Bring me to the father's house -
I go there for many years.
Many years I go so that later
See in late God's light.

The sun rolls into the clouds -
It's not easy for him to die.
I'll be back home where the river
Hugged her sky smooth.