Текст песни Илья Чёрт - Две дворняги

a cross between a rock with shaggy Nature -
scraping to holes my peace -
one running away in bad weather
without an umbrella , doggy barefoot

May lizhesh warm pools ,
and sing a hoarse moon ,
but the hoarse barking of your do not need
in which zovёsh for you!

copper coins blind shards -
of Love here on blood is fed ,
from under frowning hard bang
on the palm of your tears flow ...

against the grain to her a sense of comfort ,
trace unearthly smell someone else's !
we are with you - nameless rocks -
two mutts from the road one ! ..