Текст песни АЖёлтый - Старая кляча

The old nag stares at the sky
He sees above himself a black sky
See above a bright star
Rolling, rolling salty tears

The old nag was closed in the stall,
Right next to the slaughterhouse, the stall was closed
The strong gate was locked with a pole
Wait until the morning left death

chorus:
And through the fence
Lettuce was opened
There is wide open space there
Wind blows
They will sing crickets,
What not to run Bole
In the morning, guys
Will lead to the carnage

The old nag stares at the sky
He sees above himself a black sky
He sees funny pictures above himself
How does her back go to the shoes

How the world will solidify before the dawn
How the host will eat cutlets
How his daughter Tanyusha wails
It's not cut off from the cutlets by the ears

chorus:
And through the fence
Lettuce was opened
There is wide open space there
Wind blows
They will sing crickets,
What not to run Bole
In the morning, guys
Will lead to the carnage