Текст песни Солдат Семёнов - Карабах-н-ролл

Water does not flow under the lying stones
And I myself would never know myself
Nameless time without night and day
Tied chain ambush loop trap
But I was able to break free from the loops
Karabakh rock Rock rock and roll

I'm not a cat on a chain or an awl in a sack
Parachute rings are torn off in a jump
White light in the draft window at the corner
Blackberry on the skin with a knife on the glass
The long-awaited burn of the unbending barrel

Karabakh rock Rock rock and roll

Precious stones not in safes lie
All who could get up got up and now the rockfall
Precious life precious death
And crossed with the earthly firmament
The hour has come, the time has passed - set the table

Karabakh rock Rock rock and roll

Virtue in the cut enemies on the horns
Fire victims in tears, farmers on the run
Threw the seed right and left to run
Stand back - the raid of your field will not squeeze
Clay stone sand uncut ox

Karabakh rock Rock rock and roll

Let strangers start from scratch again
These are our hills this is our land
Sheep love grass wolves love sheep
So remind the wolves of fire and lead
Either sickles in your side or a two-headed eagle

Karabakh rock Rock rock and roll