Текст песни ВЕНЕЦиЯ - Хоронили

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Buried bright Duma
in the open field, of wheat,
released soul to heaven,
released like a bird.
Kissing on the lips still small,
We did not want to leave,
wailing loudly,
We went on all doors.
Reveals all the windows,
that was not stuffy,
broke all the windows,
so it was not boring.
We went on the water -
sand brought in the cups,
low blood performed
on old wounds.
Prigrysh
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and no one thought,
that everything would turn out.
how to say - let the world cave in under us,
but it does not sag.
bottomless glass of head dive,
we do not know what is, what will not know.
And the world is still buzzing dull incomprehension,
we have forgotten where our hearts,
avoiding their attention.
And standing in silence at the tomb to pray forgotten
fools do not know that myself buried.
that buried itself
that buried itself