Текст песни Дмитрий Ревякин - 02. Досталось

I got sparks your eyes thick,
Thunderstorms echo scoured July long.
Verify lightning oplёt timid estates.
Go-ka you dear man soul is not the grass!

Gentle breath padanits kroil scope webs
Day urochil prostrate, pelёn not go.
Vystudil burnt fence raise a couple of arches,
Sich oars fancy milestones in the glow of the plains.

And you come to take all warm,
A whistle to call good, but empty around.
Eyes dark bottom eyelids ooze shelter,
Cheeks hide in the mud ...

Bitterly, bitterly aware languor,
The smell of home in fists
Requests to return to crumple halter
Cheeks oblique straps ancient,
Bronze dress touched a rebellious young.

Maturing grief-uёma,
Judges spill-okaёma
Sorry resentment lead
Joy fear zanevestil
And given gift.

Tears tears whip
Wind century
Burn elbow
Keep the fire alone.
Fire,
Fire ...