Текст песни ЛихоЛесье - Дневник Тани Савичевой - 2008 - Из детства

Peals of beads on the ground,
I wiped the thread, broken pane.
Distractedly beads on the ground,
The haystack needle in line pomarochka.

Sunny with a grenade in his hand
It ripped chest, pounding in his temples,
Smashing all within the law of inertia.
Matches last go out in the frozen hand
We gave the debts owed but twice.
We are from different tests, but equally
Nowhere to go from childhood.

Peals of beads on the ground,
Bread vodka, apple dancing
Rasteryalisbusy on the ground,
In memory of ribbon and a framed photo.

Sunny with a grenade in his hand
It ripped chest, pounding in his temples,
Smashing all within the law of inertia.
Matches last go out in the frozen hand
We gave the debts owed but twice.
We are from different tests, but equally
Nowhere to go from childhood.