Текст песни Василий К - Дуб твоей любви

No, not the world be rounder than tonight;
No, do not be shamans louder than it is now.
Oak your love - he grew unnoticed.
You rotating Earth, I - I play jazz.

I crawled to you, forests groves
Jungle scorpion, snake longing
Get out of my trail, you worthless creature.
You - black Bagheera, I - your long Kaa!

We spend the night at Kursk forty-third
Let the burning tanks and hoots bomb.
My brain clockwork, my soul steel ...
You go on the attack, I - I play jazz.

I watch as you walk among the fragments
As you raise your hands to the hair.
The unit falls, your chest high -
It will be sweet fingers, Lema and eyes.

No, you do not have any dedicated or abandoned.
Paltry distance, meaningless words.
Oak your love comes back strong;
Where is his freedom - there your destiny.