Текст песни Василий Гун - до Сахалина

like a lifeline
we held our hand to the glass
especially in the morning
waking up in the clouds
mysteries of other people's sheets
fever of hungover
our shadow theater
to the singing of dead birds
I carry you on the bridge
across the river the corruption of the world
forces so little, but I will definitely save
if only I had enough time
crows are circling and their hands are in blood
there are no innocents in this world
if you can
kill me
or stop
and give me a wreath of thorns
I will gather my will into a fist
let even the devil fear me
we survived fascism and the gulag
and horned dump in the pit
from the Baltic Sea to Sakhalin
thirst for freedom and sadness
it does not break
she is invincible
our Great Russia