Текст песни Дмитрий Ревякин - Полоняне

Oh, the black horses brought
And when he harnessed, the cereals sang an apple
Oh, lice will not forgive crazy heads,
And when he lured, he promised the house a cloud ...

Hey Polonians, over, free
Return to the old foci
Hey Polonians, the day fell asleep cold
Only tears on the cheeks
They are running ...
And the grass blackens
Bake ...
The coals of glory to the soul
Night...

Oh, muddied the water in a fast river,
And when he took the oar, the jets beat light
Oh, life sat a falcon on the stove,
And when cheryl evil, I thought paired with the winds ...

Hey Polonians, with foolish demand short
Fall asleep fighting ditches!
Hey Polonians, take care of the throats
Golden lions licked ...
They stand ...
So that they were empty
Melting ...
Soul chills
Night...

Oh don't believe me
Oh don't believe me
I'm not cleaner than a crow
I'm not cleaner than a crow
Oh don't believe me
Oh don't believe me
I'm not cleaner than a crow
Not lighter than Woland ...

Oh shit, the black horses brought
And when he harnessed, the cereals sang an apple
Oh, lice will not forgive crazy heads,
And when he lured, he promised the house a cloud ...

Look! The corpses on the shields of the red!
Look! Fun in dirty bast shoes!
Look! The corpses on the shields of the red!
Look! Fun in dirty bast shoes!
Oh don't believe me ...