Текст песни Химера - Вороны

Ravens were ravaged, clouds were scattered -
Until the spring there are six months ...
Thaw cloven snout sopliwit road,
Only there is no blood and there is no freedom ...

The powder was scattered, the bullets fused,
From the gun remained only the trunk,
The last puff of smoke left no hope
Who has stood it - he left ...

Flowers withered, socks worn out,
Only dreams were left of love ...
July Thursday, the whole winter endured,
Yes, and did not live to see the spring ...

He lived, hurrying, died, hurrying,
Buried in a hurry,
And the soul is here,
Near here,
Near here,
Near here...