Текст песни Иван Кучин от Dj Дэнчика - Караван

Walked across the field a barefoot kid
Grasshoppers clicked in silence.
Nes boy carefully under his arm
A sprig of fragrant anasha

But the trouble was not far off
A raid struck like dew.
And in the flowers, taken in by the kicks
A children's tear rolled.

Chorus:
Fog spreads over the field
From earthly troubles, worries and needs;
A caravan goes to heaven
A caravan goes to heaven
To a shelter for all lost souls.

The boy's life was broken like a branch
The ill-fated wild hemp (A branch of this wild hemp)
And from the zone, the juvenile zone
His bitter letters went:

"My dear dear mother,
Forgive me for not writing for a long time.
I won’t smoke even a gram
More of this muck - anasha. "

Chorus.

But from places where fate is corrected
First thing I got home,
He said from an adult: "To fool"
And on a century pierced a vein.

Walked across the field a barefoot kid
Don’t rush after him.
He’s in the coffin, and on the oak lid
Sprig of fragrant anasha.

Chorus.

To a shelter for those who lived as best they could,
But didn’t take root on the ground,
Who entered the world in the light
And having quit, he disappeared in the darkness ...