утро - Эти реки - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Vaska-Krivaya chopped three fishermen with a honed trimming of the pin turned his pockets and scored in silver for almost four rubles, turned his backpack and found in the backpack half a tank of a crashed wine and fell asleep on the sand became a red river wave, these rivers flow, flowing anywhere, these rivers flow into anywhere. They flow anywhere without flowing Vaska-Crowny, they tied it in a dream and sent to the city to the court hot now by judges, without hiding, they drink cold kvass with glasses, and over them, a terrible coat of arms from a cast paga and a plowed sickle and a hammer in the blood of a blacksmith These rivers flow nowhere to flow nowhere, without flowing, these rivers flow nowhere to flow anywhere, without falling Vaska-Kryvoy, waking up at the dawn without refill, lead a deaf corridor and a purebate brick and the gender of God was laid out the gender of God, the mommy was struggling at the entrance to the iron door of the head but From the tiles of Vaskin, blood washed away the blood from the convoy hoses from the hoses of the convoy, these rivers flow into nowhere, flowing, without flowing, without flowing, flowing into nowhere without falling.