Текст песни MoShkin - Мчатся бесы рой за роем

Words A.S. Pushkin and I.V.Moshkin
Music Igor Moshkin

Raced demon swarms per pob

Rush clouds, clouds
Invisible moon
Lights the snow volatile
Mute sky, mutam night

Food, food in a clean field
For good luck, the case of Mr.
Scary, terribly unwittingly
The environment of the unknown plains!

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Well, come on, my brother! - No urine
The soul is so hard
The blizzard sticks us by the eyes,
All roads listed

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Although kill, but the ruts are not visible
We got confused what to do to us?
In the box, we drive us, it can be seen
Yes spinning around

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ANOTHER THEMA)

Look, Won, Won plays
Blowing and spits in me
Here! Now in the ravine pushes
Wild, Osterveva

Here is a hundred kilometers
He sticks out in front of me
Won flashed with a spark small
And disappeared in dark empty

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Rush clouds, clouds
Invisible moon
Lights the snow volatile
Weave the sky, Mutno night.

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Forces we are not spinning in the field
There is a motor completely fallen
So got up, what's there in the field?
Who knows them? Stump Ile Wolf?

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The blizzard is angry, the blizzard is crying,
And the wheels are awesome snore
Here he is, far rid
Only eyes in the darkness burn

How many of them? Where are they chasing them?
What is so complaints about?
Houses are burying
The witch is given to marry?

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Again went, rushed
Our engine sings, roars
I see the perfume gathered
Medium White Plains

Endless, ugly,
In a muddy month game
The demons smeared differently,
Like the leaves in November

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Rush clouds, clouds
Invisible moon
Lights the snow volatile
Mute sky, mutam night

Racing demons, swarm behind
In the boundless embroidery
Screeching complaints and
Handling my heart

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The blizzard is angry, the blizzard is crying,
And the wheels are awesome snore
Here he is, far rid
Only eyes burn in darkness