Lyrics Сколовы ДИВЬЯРОСА - Моя Земля. Горемыка

My land. Grief.

In the half-moon your moon is dark
Embroidered patterns cross the war
Your moats are wrinkles of deep troubles
Seated braids, no peace
Sold a smile - your flowers
Razdrobili bones - your ridges
Broken branches (branches) pulled upwards
On the face glass snow fell

Hole pits - a cold look
Goremka Virgo is my land

In fur, double skin of the body is ripped
Your children eat themselves
Victims are exactly earrings hanging in the ears
Groaning gray heron in the breast chest
In the belly, the pearls of tears ...
The sky with a hurricane with the earth grew together
Volcanoes stiffened in pain
The ashes of death are spinning over you

Cemeteries and dumps - a thin outfit
Your face is disgusting, my land

In the heavens the purple lights up the sunset
And covered the shroud clouds
The wind motivates the dreams
Where the sky is dancing with the earth again
From the lamp of God the light will shed
And a new holy dawn will be born
You dress up in the rainbow of fields
Smile light and warm day

You are the beginning of life and being
Maiden's virgin is my land