Текст песни MoSHkin - Черных будней траурный трезвон

Words and music by Igor Moshkina

Black mourning ringing everyday

Blow up the school is no longer a buzz
Fusbalshpiler zapadlo
Dogon Belenky all drive
Shvarkanus I shpiganus

Your rocket I'm not in a rush
What the ... I'm your device
Better give me the paddle
And to give Furyk laid down

Sui parish
Well...
That's all...
and all .... .... and .....
//
I went inside and locked
On the face of sudden coal burned
Winter dawn edge of the needle,
Black mourning ringing everyday.

I'm sorry my friend, if you can
And do not blame it on you
Ask me why I'm so cripples?
To get to the main inside yourself

guitar solo

A minute later again ...
And feeling the parish
Leaning against the window sill,
The thought slipped no turning back
I am your Bermuda Triangle.

//
Black mourning ringing everyday

October 4, 2013
Album Ufovitamin II 2013