Текст песни Башлачев - Время колокольчиков

We walked for a long time in heat and frost,
They demolished everything and remained free.
We ate snow with birch porridge
And they grew up with the bell towers.

If we cry, we did not spare the salt.
If pip is a sugar pan.
Ring with black calluses
Tore the nerve of the copper speaker.

But every day the times change.
Domes ground gold.
The bell ringers wander around the world.
The bells were knocked down and chipped.

So what now? We go round and round,
As underground workers in your field?
If the bell was not cast for us -
Means, here is the time of bells.

Will ring the heart under the shirt.
In a hurry, loose crows.
Hey! Bring out the indigenous people with a strap,
And let's break on four sides.

But how many years have horses not been shod,
Not one wheel is smeared.
There is no lash. The saddles are split.
And for a long time all the knots have been untied.

And in the rain all the roads are rainbow!
The fat is in the fire. Are we laughing today?
But if there is a bell under the arc,
So that's it. Load, let's go!

Let's load, whistle, snap,
It will take you to the bone, to the ends.
Hey brother! Feel your liver
The terrible laugh of Russian bells?

We chew matyugi with prayers for a century.
We live forever, even if they gouge us out.
We sleep and drink for days and liters.
We don't eat. They have already lost the habit of singing.

We are waiting for a long time. Everybody went dirty
That is why they became similar.
And in the rain were different.
Most of them are honest and good.

And let the Tsar-bell be broken,
We came with black guitars.
'Cause big beat, blues and rock and roll
Have bewitched us with the first blows.

And in a chest of sparks of electricity.
Hats in the snow - and jerk louder.
Rock and roll is glorious paganism.
I love the time of bells.