Текст песни Лесоповал - Неволюшка

Girl

My captive is easy.
Gilded grates,
A crust of sieve bread
With boiled water.

Screwed bunk
And you and I are on the bunk.
To whom it would be cramped -
And you and I are not a little bit

And what is the gate by midnight
They close with a knock -
So it's scary from a young age
And then it gets used to it.

Such a punishment
It was given to me in life.
You without a statute of limitations
My soul is chained.

Chase me out
Mossy, convoy,
On all four sides
In pursuit of the free wind.

Drive me away, you won't drive me out -
Your chain is shackled
A long time ago, how easy
Wedding ring.