10НЕБО - Махновский Казачок - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

That would not be sad

But the devils were delivered, that would not be sadness. There would be no sadness, but devils would not have been sad, I would not be sad blind bullet, I would not get a black horse hoof hitting a flew and Batka would not go to death and who would not understand us!

And in the pure field of chamomile on blood

With fate we argue, in a dream fire burn

Yes leg in the elder yes the wind in the visor

Goulai Bratuha Makhnovsky Cossack

Screaming us beat yes ridges broke

For a deceiving system wanted to dive

Horses shot yes hut burned

Yes babs in the cellar yes do not take

Stickly returned to us red tears

Yes, and all our dreams did not come true

So frustration Nestor Ivanych

In the mouth, everything is dry yes blood on the chest