Текст песни Блатной удар - Голуби летят над нашей зоной

Doves fly over our area,
Blue Nowhere barriers not.
How I wish for pigeons
Fly to his native land.

But a high fence is not allowed,
There are several rows of spines,
Time to watch towers,
And dogs are eager to reason.

Burns night behind bars,
Sun smoldering ember like.
On prison bunks sings,
Something sings boy.

He sings as difficult to live in the world
Without schaslivo gentle friends,
But even harder to live without faith,
All of a sudden heard a prison.

Silent chambers guys
Remembering my youth,
Looking back once,
As said gently & quot; Love & quot ;.

Even the chief warden
Against the wall thoughtfully worth
He alone, of all and knows
How the boy left to live.

And on the morning startled bolts,
Led him up the stairs.
He said the last three words:
& Quot; Give my son & quot ;.

On the landing of the prison
Brought little boy about five years old,
He threw himself on the neck of the boy:
& Quot; Dad, you take me with you & quot ;.

Burns night behind bars,
The sun like a smoldering ember,
And in the morning the whole prison learns:
That shot the boy.

Doves fly over our area,
Blue Nowhere barriers not.
How do you want for pigeons
Fly to his native land.
How do you want for pigeons
Fly to his native land.