Текст песни Сергей Любавин - Крепостная

The sky is the judge, the road is far.
My sin is with me, a song of shackles.
Heart beats, asks for freedom,
Sir, forgive me if you return.

Fate for the sake of beauty
Wind intoxicate plenty fun.
How are we then taking care,
The master will forgive him if he returns.

Russian breadth ruble for half a line
That to me Siberia is a hunger and a half.
Night long heart pounding,
The master will forgive him if he returns.

Morning will come along with a guess
They will find a knife in the body under the shovel.
In the meantime, I don't want to sleep,
Barin forgive, but does not return

Barin forgive, but does not return ...