Текст песни Андрей Широглазов - Блиндаж для кузнечика

It can be seen, to do me, stupid, nothing
But in the midst of garden pore
I built a blonde for grasshopper
From pieces of fir bark.
Because all morning without mercy
From the sky, a neganded hail was raped,
And grasshopper living in the air
It was contused as an old soldier.

What Dadeno is not stolen.
Lucky him like neither cool
But stealing Gradina
Smoked along the way
Curved burdock as Georgic,
Shoved garlic six
And already on the outlet of the contusion
The inhabitant of these places.

I am not a lover of grasshoppers -
Just remembered the nefple,
As a detachment of ours on someone's carelessness
It was covered with the installation of "hail".
Already the archangels sang the dismissed ...
I would not break out, no matter how cool
But my personal rocket
Smoked along the way.

And then there was a Rostov hospital
Marsh throw from knife to the knife.
And I whispered at night: "Lord
Give everyone on the blocking! ".
No in the light of that scout,
But according to the rules of the former game
I built a blonde for grasshopper
From pieces of fir bark.