Текст песни хор ОДС - Скрипливї ворітечка

Squeaky Gate,
Liar people,
Whom do you brush on,
How will we not be here?

Lie, lie, crook,
Brush out of harm's way.
And we are with you, dear,
Let's love the verse.

We love each other
That my mother did not know.
It is time to break up,
Like a black cloud.

The black cloud is coming,
A small rain is coming.
And from our sweetheart,
Nothing will happen.