Текст песни Брем Стокер - Гранати

Let the earth be plowed by grenades
And will prepare for sowing
You will see the harvest, girls,
We are guerrilla mowers
On the chest is a machine gun tape
In the hands of a grenade and a reprimand
And in vain you cry girl at night
Your dear destiny (2)

No tears, no pity
Because you are not alone in the world
I will find a better king for you
And the king is magnificent, it's war
War is a blushing face
He gives his love for death
And if you come to me
How to return alive and well (2)

She stayed at home
She sang songs only by herself
Quietly, quietly someone knocks
In the garden to her, to the window
Your darling is somewhere far away in the forest
Lies in a crown of thorns
Remember him at least once in the song
In a quiet evening in the garden (4)