Текст песни Братья Карамазовы - Муравьи

You faithful children
their ants
Katima ball palm plan
Well hello dear
welcomes its sons
you have forgotten
and we scored

And in the Ukrainian sky hemp fields
black road on our hands
if tomorrow is not shed rain
it means that our next look at the sky

black night black smoke
from January to December
White clouds in the guard
I am waiting for you waiting for me
black wind black smoke
on the hill and under the hill
my window knock life
dressing hand

We are tired of our dogs bite
Well, they love us, they train us as brothers
pale city for a long time to wait
good songs without words, curses

and in the sky Erusalimskaya hemp fields
black road on our hands
if tomorrow is not shed rain
it means that our next look at the sky

black night black smoke
from January to December
White clouds in the guard
I am waiting for you waiting for me
black wind black smoke
on the hill and under the hill
my window knock life
dressing hand

funny aunt caught us like flies
resuya on the side Bartov us your number
crazy tram
Dolby-day, night-Dalby
I am riding riding until he died

and in the sky the Spanish hemp fields
black road on our hands
if tomorrow is not shed rain
it means that our next look at the sky

black night black smoke
from January to December
White clouds in the guard
I am waiting for you waiting for me
black wind black smoke
on the hill and under the hill
my window knock life
dressing hand