Текст песни Гражданская Оборона - Вешние воды

Spring water running from the mountain streams,
Birds sing songs of spring.
I want to cry bitter tears.
Just what? I still do not understand ...

Do understand that the severe captivity
Most teens have passed.
Think of the will, willy-nilly vzgrustnesh,
Heart clogged the bird in his chest.

Poor, my friend, we love freedom,
Poor appreciate the comfort of home.
Only now we are well reasoned,
That is not for everyone, even the birds are singing.

Think of the will: the former fun
Girls camp, blue eyes ...
Just a headache as a hangover,
And in front of Nakata tear.

Years pass, and you go out into the wild,
Erect tired breasts
Glyanesh camp contemptible eyes
Just smile at you touch and go.

You will roam the expanses of Russia
And slowly start to forget
Camp shrouded in barbed fence
Where I had to suffer for so long.

Spring water running from the mountain streams,
Birds sing songs of spring.
I want to cry bitter tears.
Just what? I still do not understand ...