гр. рядовой Дарин - Спас - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Sl. Dmitry Darin, muses. Leonid Kaniger pours on top of grace endlessly, without a edge.

From the clay - a lot of things to see, but there is no paradise.

I galloped through life, but the horses are tired.

For a long time, the bell was silent, but suddenly he shattered.

And with us - everyone saved - yes on the blood,

It is easier to repent, easier to repent.

How many angels do not call for Russia, -

Do not go down, do not go down.

Our suffering people rushed to the frontal place,

After all, not every day is lucky, so that on the block is cramped. And in public to die, what is not entertainment? I am already a third of the saint, you can wait for forgiveness.

And with us - everyone saved - yes on the blood,

It is easier to repent, easier to repent.

How many angels do not call for Russia, -

Do not go down, do not go down.

I look over the icons the dome in the sky sinks,

And in Russia they are buried deeper than all.

And for a living, the price is now - without a ruble a penny,

People in quilted jackets will be built.