Текст песни Карина - Деревянные слезы

The mountain ash sobbed with a tear of wooden
And twisted branches, deep wounds
From the evil blow of the peasant's hand
Rowan tree sobbed with a tear
Recently stood a mighty, beautiful
In the homeland of the old-great Russia
Not bowing to the winds, not storms, not thunderstorms
Like a bunch of tears flowing from wood now ...

Wooden tears
Fall on the palm
Who said no help?
Don't touch them anymore
Who said never happens
Major losses?
Wooden tears ...
Wooden tears ...

I loved the land in which I stood
I loved the sky with which I dreamed
Destroyed all fateful fate
Now wood is just her
The wooden soul asks for mercy:
“Don't chop it, man!” Pleads. “Don't!”
I will cover you from the heat, rains
Sorry for the old rowan! "

Wooden tears
Fall on the palm
Who said no help?
Don't touch them anymore
Who said never happens
Major losses?
Wooden tears ...
Wooden tears ...

The ax is gloating in the sun shining
Chopped everything and thought- simple mountain ash
If he knew how the soul moaned
In the minute when he chopped slowly
The mountain ash sobbed with a tear of wooden
And twisted branches - deep wounds
Under the knocks of the last and the laugh of an ax
She sobbed with a tear of wood

Wooden tears
Fall on the palm
Who said no help?
Don't touch them anymore
Who said never happens
Major losses?
Wooden tears ...
Wooden tears ...

Wooden tears
Fall on the palm
Who said no help?
Don't touch them anymore
Who said never happens
Major losses?
Wooden tears ...
Wooden tears ...