Текст песни Svyat - Иволга

White snow will become alo-bard
And smoldering light, it will dissipate again
Hands of the line, closed by the castle
And the squares are cast in doubt
Lonely shadow, silently looks at the distance
Under the feet of people, granite and asphalt
Residential avenues
Turned into cordons
In moments, in moments, in moments

In the pockets of the lieutenant colonel
Budgets of cities
Nonvertukhai guard their feud
And when freedom, there will be a sip
Knock on the door and a call, in the porch of riot police
The Ivolga flutters into her last flight

Gloomy walls, corridor tunnel
In the dark office, portraits of the leader
The cop smells cheap cologne
Ticks the clock but the arrows are worth

In the pockets of the lieutenant colonel
Budgets of cities
Nonvertukhai guard their feud
And when freedom, there will be a sip
Knock on the door and a call, in the porch of riot police
The Ivolga flutters into her last flight

Turnstiles, bars, barriers
Nobody, only cops and guards
Auto -sounders are clogged alive
The Ivolga flutters into her last flight
And I don't care how much is left
I better die than a meeting so old age
But we are so high, I have arrhythmia
To become like them, made a lobotomy