Текст песни Дарина Кочанжи - ДОЛЕТЕЛИ ПУЛИ В СПИНЫ СЫНОВЕЙ

Bullet flew back to the sons,
The river flowed tears of mothers,
Dry throat weeping fathers
Not enough, the sky is not enough words

Grief does not help with bitter tears,
Grief does not overpower drunken disaster
And draw not take the hand of the troubles,
Stop the World I want to go.

Chorus:
The sky is crying quietly late storm,
Sky quietly asks: & quot; The man, wait!
If your heart does not find love -
This is repeated again. & Quot;

Heaven tell me the sky give an answer,
Our children are dying, darkness eats light
Help me, oh heaven, is like to accommodate?
And to whom I believe and whom to love?

The sky is crying quietly late storm,
Sky quietly asks: & quot; The man wait!
If your heart does not find love -
This is repeated again. & Quot;