Текст песни Майк Будин - Рассохлась старая гитара

An old guitar fumbled
Covered with dust drum
And having hung over the overseas
Bassoon sailed over the ocean

Serenady shed in the garden
Crash shutters
And our bright outfits
On rags torn long ago

You run from face fatigue
To give a dream to sleep
And so that everything remains in us
Do not lose

We are not strong now in forging
Nor in the rod fish from the pond
After all, we got cheaper
His tools of labor

We open the guest door
Holding owners under the castle
And also in a miracle blindly believing
We are powder with sand

You will move away old age
So that there is no punishment on powerless
And so that everything remains in us
Do not lose

Let someone else's cold wind
Flows created by the buzz
And even close neighbors
We do not recognize us in the yard

Let the enemy for black revenge
There are thousands of reasons
You know what we should be together
Must be together as one

So hold on at least a little
So that death on the plate does not take
And so that everything remains in us
Do not lose