нохчо - Стих - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I don’t believe you, as if among the rocks, the evil Chechen crawls to the shore, sharpens his dagger .. Either the grandmother whispers .... everything to the turn, only Chechnya you knew little and her people ... He is beautiful and not weapons and not He is strong, he is struck by goldenness ..., hotter than blood, there is no one cleaner than anyone, here is a song about the Chechen of my brother !!!!!))