Текст песни Олег Мухачев - Желтые полотенца

Again at home - yellow towel,
Nowhere, nowhere to go
From the looks,
From the gray men.
Nothing, never do
With spring and hills,
Just swing your arms
Before taxi.
They all forgot about love,
See only painted knees,
See a step, running.
And just before the bus stop
The snow lying man.
Only he is allowed
Keep yourself and all
Originating hurricane.
Houses - towels,
Persons - sour cream.
I was silent and looked at the ground,
Let lick off his
Spoiled emotions, ambitions,
I will not be intimidated by the war.
I know it is not easy since the mists
Get out in the morning on the way.
I long ago forgave them,
Everyone, without exception.
Time - it is only for
Affairs, tricks, words.
And any evil stops
Any error is reflected.
All worldly goodness justified,
I always dream
The sea and the country,
Trees, gardens, happy faces.
And even when I was running away from the killers,
They threw knives,
To apologize to me.