Lyrics Алексей Яцковский - Брызги шампанского

new Year
new orders
barbed wire
Our camp is surrounded by
From all sides
And look at me
severe eye
And cruel death
we guards
That is the law today
new Year
new stages
Go north
Replace those who died
decree one
On the shores of your
huge country
Build a new world
We have to live

Kolyma
The fourth winter
Without correspondence - in prison
Only in rainbow dreams
Again, I drink to the dregs
Champagne glass of wine
And again with you
Dancing tango I
Thirty- seventh year
moaning accordion
It's a magical dream
new Year
chimes ringing

new Year
make a wish
It turns course
Believe not believe
In these signs
And on my breast
tattooed Stalin
To the convoy did not dare
Shoot at her
Pistol , it
new Year
Like the top of a tree
lit the fire
And hands reach into heat
which year
And on my soul
snow meter
Iced it
All that lived

Kolyma
Champagne foam white snow
Covered all the hill to the edge
Against the background of victories
Country to our troubles
Quite like , do not care
For you and me
It seems - there was no
There is no hope , dear
My joy - Farewell
In a mug old tea
new Year
It's time to meet

new Year
new orders
barbed wire
Our camp is surrounded by
From all sides
And look at me
severe eye
And cruel death
we guards
That is the law today
new Year
Thank Homeland
For being alive yet
Although the camps
Masha Kyle
And the fate of my
judicial troika
Sweeping away everything in it
raced arbitrariness

Kolyma
We are waiting for graveyards and crosses
But I believe , as they believe in God
That in reality - not in dreams
We 'll drink to the bottom again
Champagne glass of wine
And again with you
We will dance the tango
Thirty- seventh year
This is just a dream
But I believe you will see
new Year
Without Kolyma !