Текст песни Владимир Шорохов - Бестолковая земля

Confused land
Dirty mixing,
And the road, like a snake,
I crawled out of the woods.
Enlightened can not see,
All Dawns - sulfur
And such grace
For love and faith!

Whatever the word, deception,
Every year - scourge
Whether smoke, or fog
Veiled happiness ...
Like a stone, hard
Dropped share
But desperate alive
Volnitskaya will!

In summer, there was no heat
When rain and hail,
Life flowed drop by drop
In the gray hair.
And Cuckoo years
Not enough echo
A walk along the rows
Lush Fun!

Whether burned to ashes,
I went up there a temple,
Everything in the world of cut,
And there is stubborn -
That's why great
What has always loved,
That's why for centuries,
What is unique!