Текст песни Бирючий кут - Замелькали дни

Flashed days of old age ,
that dumb spoke wheels
Evenings curled pillows
At night the village chudyatsya
In the morning, playing songs
Those forgotten by alien countries
As if coping funeral
As soldiers and atamans

Everything was all measured
All saved as prayed
But forgive sworn enemies
Christ has not learned
A rainbow of childhood
I chose a share does not small
And I carry it with him
Dark blue yellow- red

Flashed days of old age ,
that dumb spoke wheels
Flag of my blue yellow red
Curl curl will be ! ) )
oooooooooooooooooooooooo )))