Текст песни Марья Куприянова - Выступление 23 мая 2016 г.

And who of us to be in anger
If the sky was empty
And who of us to be in the rage
If all strangled in the womb

If only it was that in addition to sup sorrow
We would then move mountains
Erected to Crystal City
Near the warmest sea

Hush, Little Baby, Do not Say a Word
Sleep my bunny
in an ice hut
Bayu buy four walls
Yes on all four sides
Yes, two meters under the earth
tailor

How not to fall asleep only horror chest presses
Chud and skrebёtsya the wrong shutters
Sleep my good do not look
all the bad things behind
A fortiori nightmare

Do not lift heavy eyelids
Do not open the oak doors
Not afraid of me fast river
I am not afraid of wild animals

Do not open will not open
Do not knock on my den
Turn to face the north
And go your way

Hush, Little Baby, Do not Say a Word
Sleep my child
an ice pack
Sleep in the dark, but not mad
Do not let guilt no sin
Only dust and trash

I'll mist hid
How I could have laid saved
And memory is erased
What are you staring beglazy
dumb shout
armless compress the throat

If only it was that in addition to sup sorrow
We would then move mountains
Erected to Crystal City
Near the warmest sea

Our mother wore in the ring gray stone
In her children's eyes the same color
You know we do not doubt in the crowd
This stone is in thine heart

Our mother woven into curls daisies
Began her hair dry sedge
Steel tears yadovityyu dew
Ssohlas branches outstretched hands

We have forgotten her face and name
And other people have felt their
Rites in silk and velvet instead of feathers
Teach us cold blind faith

How many of us no one would count
But once again we sobёmsya in pack
We will return to that which is the gray stone
And it shall never leave

Swans cry
yes crows become
passerine dangerous night's sleep
Where Puig River turned back the clock
Underground awakened mother

Everywhere we hear the voices
Flashes flickered in the sky
And repi tangled in her hair
And until midnight and a half hours

We do not see the evil we do not hear evil
Before us is the distance and it is light
This night sky will burn to ashes
We go and we do not have numbers

Scold cold to the bone
This is the mother of his children szyvaet
Come children from all over
I gifted you gold silver
Of all the margins from all over gather in a flock of chicks pockmarked
Hug your children hug the chest
I do not want to leave

She is not the voice of a bitter honey
On one look that will take
From her love cold inside
the earth is burning under their feet

Every step of it is earth tremor
Every breath she did land groan
Get up mother show his face
These children are come

You called us and we came
You're waiting for us and we came
None of us, and we came
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Our mother wore in the ring gray stone
Began her hair dry sedge
We have forgotten her face and name
We will return to that which is the gray stone