Текст песни Тарас Петриненко - Чорнобильська зона

It all came to naught,
That's the end of the tale,
That the people have no translation.
Who is in his yard
He sowed death,
I waited until the end
The corresponding east
And the fruit.
White-blooded is our fear,
Our laughter is black-blooded
There is no salvation, no veil
For what such
Unsolicited sin
Entered our flesh
The Chornobyl zone?
The Chornobyl zone ...

We are blind people,
Also a blind guide
Both lands and rivers were plundered
The right course is always.
But not there all the time,
We obediently walk,
Languages ​​are forgotten forever by God
Cripples.
Man-made trouble
Chernivtsi children
And the rags of terrestrial ozone.
Will the flow end
Deadly news,
What are in tune with you
The Chornobyl zone?
The Chornobyl zone ...

He drank his father's house,
Sells father's land,
He cursed his mother's word.
This one is on a human mountain
Paving paradise,
Your unrighteous paradise,
In which the verbal sex -
Basis.
And the soul is full
In the crucible of being
Languages ​​old grandfather icon.
Will we find in ourselves
Sincere tears of repentance
Do we have a future -
The Chornobyl zone?
The Chornobyl zone ...
The Chornobyl zone ...
The Chornobyl zone ...