Текст песни Lavon Volski - Dom 2016

Our good house no longer sings songs to us,
Our old house, our poor house.
Does not meet with heat and light
Neither heat nor light.

And we haven't spoken to him in a long time,
We sit and eat, lie down and sleep.
Or look through the windows to the street
On the gray house, on the gray smoke.

Chorus:
There is no news from God,
The floor rose.
Ambulance
Will not help us.

We ignore the cracks in the wall.
Supposedly there is, and as if not.
Apparently, it's just easier for you and me
Easier for you, more convenient for me.

Chorus:
There is no news from God,
The floor rose.
Ambulance
Will not help us.
Only in chained hearts
The sun's rays are beating.
Maybe he will respond
Tomorrow's spring.

And I expect that someday because of the window
They will show us a magic sign.
And if not, then let it be so,
Let it be so, let it be so.

Chorus.