Текст песни Батька Махно - Анархия-Мать Порядка

Torn shirt soaked in blood
Behind the gullies I am among the steppe
Blunt saber , horse road slёg
Do not get to know the house told me God

And in the open field wind howl nachel
Luxuriant head I can see not endure
I spit on luck , and step into the weeds
Tighter I fixed on the belt revolver

Wicked bullet fool on ugad flies
Someone look cool in the sky everything looks
Mass graves in an enemy ambush waiting
For father and son at the pool rvis mёt

Enemy range of approaches I mohnul blade
My revolver on edge beats the power in it
I rushed to the meeting and saw
A guy in a clear field in my heart was