Текст песни Игорь Дегтярёв - Памяти Михаила Круга

Evil revenge, looked into my house today
TV, air, newspapers around
Your portrait, nikrolog, the first lane
Rolled down the cheek, buying a tear

Vanity in the head, one thought how so
Sparrows poprittihli in green branches
it is simple, the war did not do it
Votku drink with pain in serche in Russia chaps

Lish yesterday about Tver sang his Tverichi
Was native Petersburgers and all Muscovites
Everything on the edge went like rain down the street
But covered you, unexpectedly night

Paused and in Azure, now off
In our memory you are still alive
I cut off not finished akord shot suddenly
And Michael ushol by the name of Circle

And July, the sun was gentle in the sky was burning
I didn't live my life, I didn't finish my life
Fresh flowers on the grave,
In the mountain garden in the very center of old Tver

And July was good for people around the world.
How so black ribbon yes by fate
At your grave, we are all guys
And all your twisters are sad about you

Lish yesterday about Tver sang his Tverichi
Was native Petersburgers and all Muscovites
Everything on the edge went like rain down the street
But covered you, unexpectedly night

Paused and in Azure, now off
In our memory you are still alive
Cut off not finished acord, a shot suddenly
The world left the singer by the name ...

Evil revenge, looked into my house today
TV, air, newspapers around
Your portrait, nikrolog, the first lane
Rolled down the cheek, buying a tear

Lish yesterday about Tver sang his Tverichi
Was native Petersburgers and all Muscovites
Everything on the edge went like rain down the street
But covered you, unexpectedly night

Paused and in Azure, now off
In our memory you are still alive
Cut off not finished acord, a shot suddenly
The world has left a singer by the name of Circle