Текст песни ПЕТЛЮРА - Седой

The case in the north was in a remote area,
The deadline in the camps was serving a young boy,
Everywhere around the zone sounded his voice wonderful
Everyone was respected and gave the clikuhu gray.

Somehow the seed letter registered
Writes gray on the zone of the birthplace
"I got sick about grief which son
And I did not want not seeing you to die.

Eyebrows of eyes at gray-haired at that time darkened
Everyone was noticed that the voice of the gray was trembling,
And at dawn when all the starts appeared
Everyone announced that at night he ran away.

A month later the letter comes
Writes on the zone Sedoy Rim Mother
"I recover about happiness what son
The restraint of your father waited.

Rumors went that he was killed gray in escape
Hard killed buried gray father
But never nobody knows
Where and when this fugitive was buried.