Текст песни Андрій Любка - Кілька днів поспіль

Several consecutive days of the city went rains
wind whistled in the streets - no soul,
third consecutive day old sailor
did neighbors radios,
and did it just out of boredom, for yes.

The third consecutive day of prison windows
came the screams, gunshots, voices,
froze the blood in the veins of the events
and the heads bilshalo age:
when the church ruled for the repose of service.

For twelve o'clock local rebel
hung on the central square of the king,
carried the news of the death trumpeters,
and keep the corpse remained policeman,
with a dagger in his pocket and a rifle on his shoulder.

And everywhere in their homes burned light
washed with water and vinegar killed the body,
vychyschaly ground with a knife soles
zlitalosya crows over the city,
hlushachy cawing singing prayers.

And then came the sea and fro,
bearing the child of a rebel.
I wanted to surrender to death and darkness.
Chore of forest owl cried.
The woman disappeared in cold water.

Her body in the morning brought to shore surf,
all colors shining necklace on it
face was happy, as if in water
She washed suffering from under his eyelashes,
beloved and already waiting for her in the ground.

In their grave - chrysanthemums and candles
and the two reached the same goal,
and in spite of the world are together,
tired, like after a night of passionate thirst.
I dream of them good, beautiful dream.