Текст песни Павло Кармалюк - Степ

Steppe and steppe, one without end,
Up to the sea shores,
Without lakes, rivers, without groves,
Only with piles of haystacks.
No nut, no scaffold,
Burnt earth everywhere ...
Does not whisper in the cold
Silver water current.

And when, sometimes, with thunder
Clouds will come from the sea,
The steppe is baptized with lightning,
To thunder over the fields, -

He will wake up, wake up,
Chest thunder base;
He will speak, laugh,
He will speak, laugh
At once to the sky the whole earth!

Dead steppe ... Its thunder
Only it is possible to wake up ...
So let it be over the fields
Thunder wants to thunder! ..
The desired thunder will thunder !.