Текст песни АЖёлтый - Старая кляча

Old Klyach looks at the sky
Sees black sky
Sees bright stars
Rolling, salty tears

Old Klyach was closed in the stall,
Right near the slaughterhouse closed in the stall
Strong gate locked gherry
Wait until the morning left death

chorus:
And through the fence
Willow blossomed
There steppes spacious
Blown away winds
Crickets
What not to run more
In the morning men
Take the slaughterhouse

Old Klyach looks at the sky
Sees black sky
Sees funny pictures
How her back will go to shoes

How the world will freeze before breakdown
As the owner will eat cutlets
How his daughter Tanyusha will rise
Her from the kitlet is not pulled out for the ears

chorus:
And through the fence
Willow blossomed
There steppes spacious
Blown away winds
Crickets
What not to run more
In the morning men
Take the slaughterhouse