Текст песни Svetlana Morenko - Не стреляйте

That summer came,
But on the heart of the blizzard.
Cold. Cold-cold.
In the east, the carousel mights.
In the east there is a war.

Chorus: Do not shoot! Do not shoot! Do not shoot!
Do not shoot laughter of children.
Do not shoot! Do not shoot! Do not shoot!
Return the caravel into the sky.

So easy to destroy.
Only, the truth is not that
To reduce the strength of the bill.
It's hard to live correctly, defeat yourself,
Egoism throat to surpasses.

Chorus.

On the map of the earth, everything goes Randevo,
Giving birth and sadness.
I, in a tear, suppressing, is powerless,
And to God with a prayer candle.

Chorus.