Текст песни 10НЕБО - Махновский Казачок

That would not be sad
But the devils were delivered, that would not be sadness. That would not be sad, but devils were delivered, that would not be sad blind bullet, I would not get it yes black horse hoof beats us and who would not go to death and who would not understand us!
And in a pure field of chamomile on blood
We argue with fate, in a dream fire burn
Yes leg in the elder yes the wind in the visor
Goulai Bratuha Makhnovsky Cossack
Screaming us beat yes ridges broke
For a deceiving system wanted to dive
Horses shot yes hut burned
Yes babs in the cellar and children do not take
More than returned to us red tears
Yes, and all our dreams come true
So Nestor Ivanch
In the mouth, everything is dry yes blood on the chest