Текст песни Dzieciuki - 1937

one thousand nine hundred thirty-seven

Loss: Gm

Gm Cm Gm
Deaf shot and not one.
Gm Cm Gm
Chyistsi husband, whose son.
D # A #
He opened his mouth "American":
Cm
The plot - the cemetery, the cemetery - a site.

loss

He is a victim - a mad destiny.
One of the "three" in the protocol introduced.
Signature - a drop of blood on the paper.
Arrows - echo echo - boom

Vinatavaty and without guilt.
All his life the wall.
Strange night, Shooting Stars.
Executioner - the victim, the victim - the executioner.

D # Cm
Fly, the birds! Birds, fly!
A # Gm
Not only it - hundreds of them, tell us.
To them pain nashchaldki not forgotten
To their names cats killed.
And your eyes have seen all that,
Clyazmi washed, blood outlined
As the dying hope and love
How was the faith of their last sleep.

Approximate bust on greetings / loss:
a ---------------- ----------------- 3 3-
e --3--3--3-6-3 --- 3-3-3-3-6-3-3 ---