Текст песни Замша - моя чечня

Sun spryatolos for ink clouds squadron
It hurts to touch a hand where I had wings
You used to put together the points emoticons
Previously, there was no reason to panic
I still did not know what the evening will begin my Chechnya

I wanted to lie down, but the bedroom occupied tanks
How many believe in the mind of dollars left in the bank
We exchanged addresses on vacation
We carried out all days in air
I still did not know what the evening will begin my Chechnya
I still did not know what the evening will begin my Chechnya

Black Fire, I'm almost blind
Smoke and pockets full of ashes

Step through the closed door and burned clothing
Looking into the recess, and there is no there is no hope
Previously, you warmed my hands breathing
Earlier I referred to the creation of
I still did not know what the evening will begin my Chechnya
I still did not know what the evening will begin my Chechnya

Outstanding year I have some fog and slush
The sky will cover the bag and nobody will cry
Before the spring was not so windy
Previously, the pain was not so slow
I still did not know what the evening will begin my Chechnya
I still did not know what the evening will begin my Chechnya

Black Fire, I'm almost blind
Smoke and pockets full of ashes