Текст песни ---минус--- - КОЛЬЩИК

Kolshchik, pierce me with domes!
Nearby is a miraculous cross with icons.
So that the bells play there
With overflows and chimes.

Give me a house by the stream
Let it flow at will in a thin trickle.
To judge from him the tailor
He did not fence me off with a lattice.

Draw a scarlet sunset
Rose behind barbed, rusty wire.
The line: "Mom, it's not my fault!"
Pierce, and let them try to erase!

If there is enough space, draw
A boat with full sails in the wind.
I'll sail away ... Wolves, here's to you! ...
To be remembered forever.

And lay on the soul, like peace.
To meet my mother is my only desire.
If I take the cross with me
Deliverance, but not repentance.

Don't judge me mom, because that's what I lived,
I knew you were waiting for me; I know you cry in the evenings
And you see dreams where I am still quite small
I sneak up on you and close your eyes with my palms;
You deliberately say: "Father? Tatyanka?", I laugh: "No, no, I didn't guess right!"
Father and Tanyukha - hello!
The money didn't go in the envelope - the bitches take it all out
But I will return to spite them,
Because you're waiting for me ...