Текст песни Виктор Афелин - Глубинка. Взгляд иной

Didn't break the plasticine of the soul
The most terrible life of the hinterland.
Snakes did not crawl in my chest,
No tears flowed from my eyes.

Well, yes, everything is overgrown, forgotten,
There are more crosses in the cemetery,
Moles have dug the whole road
And there is no bolt on the doors.

Castles, castles, castles are everywhere ...
And somewhere the windows are completely blocked.
But lumps don't go to the throat
Their movement is only on the churchyard.

You can describe the devastation for years.
Therefore, probably not necessary.
Apparently I'm from the breed
Whose heart never drowns in a puddle.

I remember this point still alive.
Everything flew like Gagarin's flight:
I matured and became different
Now I know for sure - everything will go away!

When, where and will there be a refund?
I don't know ... Your question is complicated.
Perhaps under the groans of cannonade
A sailor will call us for Faith and the Tsar ...