Текст песни Михаил Шуфутинский - Волк

You understand me, understand -
No miracles,
How many wolf feed -
He looks into the woods.
How many wolves or caress -
He looks into the distance,
And in the eyes of his longing,
Yes sadness.
Do not drown out the call of the ancestors
Babya flattery
I'm from the tender words
Hair on end.
Not humbled you smile
At the heart of the anger.
I have the kindness
In the throat bone.

Pat me or not pat -
Small Tolkien
Dog can not become a manual
Gray wolf.
Evil can not be good,
The slave did not pan out,
For me your warm house,
What trap.
Deerslayer did not instill
Belen
Even the day I will howl
To the moon,
Chain steel half
Break,
But freedom is not selling
For grub.

If you'll live your house
Watchman
I do not forgive me my shame
Koresh,
And once at the gate,
In the hour of the night
Throat me peregryzёt
Brother home.
Well, why do you need this
A wild beast?
Do not hold me, open
The door wide.
It smells like someone's flesh trail
There in the distance,
Let go of me, and not -
Shoot.