Текст песни Лик Дмитрий - Белая стая

White flock
I'll sing you a song nedetskiy people,
    How composed poems about the war.
As once the projectile flew over Donetsk,
     Past the white-winged flocks of pigeons.
Dove noticed a fellow traveler in the sky
    Once understood, not flying for good
And rising above a bunch of white clouds
     They block the way to the ground him.
       
                   Chorus:
Hedges breasted doves,
    The trajectory of the projectile.
And sleeping city homeland
    White feathers falling snow
Pack on white feather,
   The sky star scattered
Only in the city on a piece of glass
    Death trembled with anger.

Somewhere in the sky a flock of white,
     Circling unable to reach land
White Flock prays to God,
    That the Lord has saved people from war

Only in the morning all learned through the city,
    What a blast they were awakened two hours.
Do not fly in Petrovich doves,
    A lie as white snow in the courtyards.
People gather feathers around the city,
    And beloved dove carrying.
And circling flock of white in the sky,
    The dove is a symbol of peace and love.