Текст песни Вика Цыганова и Игорь Слуцкий и Михаил Гулько - Посвящение. Как убили Круга

So no it
Only the cross on the grave
Only mountain flowers
And a huge failure
So nobody ever
Do not sing in this world
Pro gay life
And prickly Central

Let again engulf
Throat burning loop
The song takes off into the sky
With a broken wing
Forty-string he broke
Under Tver moon
When the song we sang
Come to my house

Evil men came
We do not care about the soul
Yesenin was with us,
We had Michael ...
We see the one who fired
These songs are listened to
And the great anger
In his heart harbored

The overall measure is not here
It is always so in Russia
The richer the soul
The more senseless death
He forgave all the many
But he was not forgiven
And not allowed to say
And not allowed to finish singing

In Russia, as always
Bullets are looking for poet
late friend
And the doctors could not
And like a bird in the window
flew sign
And they went forty days
Selling for rubles

So no it
He certainly was the first
The world is full of good
And nemerenno evil
A burn of Tver
With boundless faith
Golden Cross
Golden dome of his