Текст песни Павел Фахртдинов, Мирослав Кузляев - Родина с тобой спорит

Homeland argue with you -
In the eyes of the red bullfinches.
On the one hand trolls
On the other hand - the ghouls.
On the one hand dragging
What is thrown at random,
On the other hand crying
Those who do not perepalo.

Recently fog
In smoke
I then was different ...
I was taken for its
Where there is no one ...

I somehow weighed
and means
Till
You came
My heart
Turned
The locator
That feeling I was able to catch.
And I saw that before was blind -
Which of my guide!

And I heard that the deaf
And it does not have a body
And I heard that the deaf
And it does not have the body ...

Many of you will remember
How he sat in a puddle,
Throw into the abyss afternoon tea,
Do not give the enemy dinner.
Neither the spoken word,
Neither said in a rush.
You're in a small shop - Elephant
In place of a large pawn.

Running over rough -
As if a gentle slope,
With elbows dissected
By the repulsion of the road,
All blue from bruises
Like a dissolute children ...
You do not forgive mistakes -
Those who do not notice their

Can I have some more
Long angry and whining
Or blame
Others,
But I was
Not something to talk about
And I fell silent.

But, it took the
Nothing at all -
And there you are!
The room is dark
Suddenly it became light,
Outside the window warmer.
And I saw that before was blind -
Bad from my guide!

And I heard that the deaf
And it does not have the body ...
And I heard that the deaf
And I realized that I have no body ...

Crystal eyes dimmed,
The edges of the heart rotted.
Anyway, he lived in the shadows,
Since leaving the body!

Let remains
In it all
What I do not need
So we
Voznesёmsya
If you condescended to
Me ...