Каспийский Груз - черная волга - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

From far away for a long time. The black Volga moves. And he will howl a wolf. The one to whom she is traveling for a duty. All glasses in fragments. Family photo falls from the shelf. No one will really understand the reasons. But they will put mourning in this village. Here the cop is not ready. Here even the cop does not have time to call the cops. Here they open the fire and do not close. This is the peculiarity of our region. This is a firearm region. The village "Shmalyaevo". There is every con, or he. Or I am him. The passage to the legs broke many. Our entrance is strict, here you will be allowed to be a hot dog. Our password is a login. These are years and dates, I thought Sho Okay when it is always in the end. Here they change the color meter to a meter. Here they understand who is the cop, who is not. This is a red city in a red country. Face to the wall, bullet in the back. While everyone is sleeping sweetly, I sleep carefully. I am like my Rhesus, I am negative. And I consider it a big error. That we will correct correctional institutions. Damage, in the head, in the body. Holes in the wall store memory, like drawings of caves. In this country, if you are without shoulder straps, then who are you? Who are you for them? This music is for the right hut, this is for those who are taking the bailiff. Mom give me a brother, and let him be a good lawyer. This is for those for whom the word is holy, this for those in life has not yet become a finalist. Mom give me a brother, and let him be a minister in justice. Who are you for them? From far away for a long time. The black Volga moves. And he will howl a wolf. The one to whom she is traveling for a duty. All glasses in fragments. Family photo falls from the shelf. No one will really understand the reasons. But they will explain mourning in this village. (X2) This music for the right hut, this is for those whom the bailiff leads away. Mom give me a brother, and let him be a good lawyer. This is for those for whom the word is holy, this for those in life has not yet become a finalist. Mom give me a brother, and let him be a minister in justice