Текст песни Kostia Erotheev - Pane polkovnyku

I wake dumb,
A dull night, though wolf howl.
Pulsating icon on a background of purple lead.
Only darkness steppe
Coins frost on glass
Portrait Svetlana.

Roam the desert wind disheveled.
Caresses mouth pulled over regiment.
Mr. Colonel, vymerzly flowers.
Djourou scored, death on the Dnieper.

Wind in the desert sings song
About Ukraine color mil.
Mr. Colonel, waltz are heard.
Violin sighs, cries - where are you?

Mr. Colonel, snow sprinkles in the eye,
Garden in the estate cut down to the ground.
Broken windows ... Lips girls ...
Boot big ... Portrait - for flooring.

Thaw, tears silently lei,
Burial evil spirit today.
Guns beat winter thunder
Poplars drink shaggy smoke.

Colonel in history
Writes: "You died.
Life - in the Directory.
A heart - for Vkrainu. "

You do not wake up alive.
A dull night, though wolf howl
Pulsating icon on a background of purple lead,
Only darkness steppe
Coins frost on glass
Portrait Svetlana.