Текст песни Хлеб - Песенка сталкера, увязшего в зыби.

You fly, pigeons, fly
YOU fly to distant lands!
You tell my beloved-
Soon, frying will dry me up.

Do not spin me on the "carousel"
On the "springboard" do not swing, no!
But I so wanted with the pigeons
Beloved to say hello!

Only "witch jelly" doesn’t let
Simbions in several rows.
The pseudops are gloatingly watching
With controllers torn leashes.

An evening in the agricultural industry is burning out
The sun is melting like a coal.
The stalker sings about the girl
Young and beardless guy.

He sings how difficult it is without swag
And without "A Ke Em" and friends.
There is so much drunken frenzy in the song
Snorks listened to her.

Controllers cry in the dungeons
Remembering his youth ...
After all, they are also somewhere somewhere
They said gentle "Love."

Beneath me, the swell is breathing unevenly.
Goodbye, young years.
You won’t hear the master key anymore
In the catacombs of the Zone never.

Even the Black Stalker freezes
And sad at the dark window.
Only he alone, lousy, knows
That the lad remained one night.

You fly, pigeons, fly
You are flying to distant lands.
And tell my beloved-
You do not believe, dear, PDA!

You fly, pigeons, to the sunset,
Substituting your chest to the sun.
Pass on Poplar with Combat,
That I can’t be returned from swell.

Stalker sings and does not end
About the fate of his damned
And with a farewell gaze escorts
In the agricultural industry flying pigeons.

And with a farewell gaze escorts

Ghosts!

Flying !!

Pigeons !!!