Текст песни Валерий Порываев - Повстанческая

Black days passed unreasonably
through Russian stub
only the song is not lost
I will remind you of her.
This song is restless
looping
brutal
Yesenin sang in the hop.
"Something the sun does not shine,
fog over the head
visible bullet in the heart marks,
the tribunal is visible close.
Karknet raven on an aspen,
Commissioner, cock the trigger
lead you to a quagmire
and they’ll kill them under the noise. "
From the bonfires that are trampled into the earth
the lights rolled out.
Where the army is meek
there will be free arrows.
Through the thickets, the field is wild,
farms and towns,
the all-great will wanders,
wolf pupils narrowed.
Something the sun is not shining
arable land captured in the weeds.
Fathers blood will answer you
why are you drunk on revenge.
The enemy walks around Russia
Yes, he does not know all the roads ...
Knows a raven on an aspen.
"Commissioner, cock the trigger."