Текст песни Роман Сусалев - Трава разлуки

Gold mine - brittle leaves on winds up,
Sepebpo me - like a drop posy kostpu ...
Kpovi a person winds up sotpet thin puka.
Zavtpa not p.pidet - only tpava pazluki high.

Gold mine - feather grass steppe tpavoy yes,
Sepebpo my ppomenyali steel and pain;
Stpuny not ringing - The wind beats in the sky ...
Not tpevozh me - just hand me close a eye.

They split the armor - to make it easier to breathe to me:
Heveliky gpeh - in a battle not to pity;
do not have to weave a wreath of flowers and stars -
Ha dopoge tears only tpava pazluki high.

Chill on pavnine yes Gory - how gopky ice
Where to find a valley where vstpechi tpava pastet ...
Where to find me the strength to go chepez century
To you - pposto ... But tpava pazluki high.

Shopoh brittle icicles whether foliage shupshat words,
Crying Is Valley homeless soul -
Chepny poppies mope, but do not have my flower ...
Only wormwood yes gopech and tpava pazluki high ...