Текст песни Филипп Вейс - Аудиозапись 4

He ran like a wolf
I flew a bird
From the marking stings in the back
Yes arrows.
It poured by the stream
It was grass
Guided by bestial instinct
Home.
Hello mom, I'm a deserter
He came not on the shield, but in shame.
Fought, beat on the world,
Intimidated by light, stigmatized by a sentence.
You know, mom, I saw dust
Stones, implicated in blood.
I crawled through it hundreds of miles
To be hanged near the house.
Maybe you accept whom you gave birth to
And she grew up to be a Man.
Did not become a soldier - could not teach
Get used to the bloody rivers.
You see, mom, I’m halfway,
Give me your hand, where's the hand?
I'll give you what I brought -
A slice of the heart, a half-soul soul