Текст песни Flёur - Шиповник

In reinforced concrete crypts, on the walls of suede slips,
But I want to see the sky, I'm waking up for life.
Sprouts are stubborn climb, as an uncomplicable piston,
And even in the rusty gland and even the stone is cooled.

Outside so much light drinking dog from puddles,
The detachment of prickly branches I break out out.
I shook a white rokot of cars and slush
And congratulations to the sky with blades of red berries,
Breaks of red berries.

Underground bunkers
Among the fragments of guns
Soldiers of the dead armies
Wandering with a stolen breast.
Intertwined my roots in a cramped fraternal grave,
I will tell them: "Wars ended!", I will tell them: "You won!"

Outside so much light drinking dog from puddles,
The detachment of prickly branches I break out out.
I shook a white rokot of cars and slush
And congratulations to the sky with blades of red berries,
Breaks of red berries.

My barbed skin is sad memory:
I know about death more than you can imagine.
In reinforced concrete crypts, on the walls of suede slips,
But I want to see the sky, I'm waking up for life.

Outside so much light drinking dog from puddles,
The detachment of prickly branches I break out out.
I shook a white rokot of cars and slush
And congratulations to the sky with blades of red berries,
Breaks of red berries.