Текст песни Dmitry Zganyaiko - О Диких

Oh wild

Still alive are free
While the sentence to them unknown ...
Under the sign of cruel freedom
About koiy legends ...

About koi frang ballads,
And the black pen put a point ...
About wild and free pegasy,
Whose wings are visible mortal at night ...

Their wind of nonlaskov and the flake,
Their herbs are dry and tasteless ...
Used by stones sharp
Their trails, between the turns of the narrow ...

Their nights are dark and cold
Their days are short, negligee ...
Their rivers are mutted, shallow water,
Their stars are in confusing mars ...

Their ancestors are dead and forgotten ...
Their children are bugles and cheeks,
Their freedom is named life,
And death will come to them a man ...

01/09/09
Mitternacht.