Текст песни Оазис Ю - Песни восточных славян

I hear the song of the eastern Slavs
From the tunnels yards and homes ships
I hear the song of the eastern Slavs
Over a bottle of wine on the oak table

How confusing number of pines
Get lost in the woods for good
We equate the rights of those who are sober and who is drunk
Song of the Eastern Slavs!

I hear the song of the eastern Slavs
With simple words and a happy ending
I hear the song of the glorious deeds
And the fact that life is lived with a straight face

And all the stories end wedding
All roads lead to the door
And all the gold of peace in a pocket full of holes
The songs of the Eastern Slavs!

Hear the song of tomorrow
The absence of money or military labor
You hear a song on the new war
With an unknown enemy, and God knows where

And we always need a lot and immediately
And the disruption to their homes
The boarded up house forget the accordion -
Song of the Eastern Slavs!