1. [MAMA] OF HELP

Mom Of Help

Entire year in the hard drinking
Neither there nor here
[Denyuzhki] will sail
The water is turbid from them
Coldly outside
Coldly inside
Eternal Monday
Well where features take

Oh ache the brains
And it feels sick inside
The doctor is necessary to me
The doctor is necessary to me

Mom Of Help

Everything began so rapidly
Because of the wineglass of the cognac
Not life and it is simple the fairy tale
The first two three days
Sea on the elbow
Sea without the wave
But afterward when he understood
That it could not go away

Oh ache the brains
And it feels sick inside
The doctor is necessary to me
The doctor is necessary to me

Mom Of Help

Tattered hair
Face as in the pig
Even number knobs shake
Poor my
Undermined thoughts
Blunted language
Yesterday's space
And [sednyashniy] the blind alley

Oh ache the brains
And it feels sick inside
The doctor is necessary to me
The doctor is necessary to me

Mom Of Help

I hide from the views
I fear the people
My house very long
It became the bordello
There something to gorge
And by something to wash down
Everything is pulled by rubber
Neither to recall nor to forget

Oh ache the brains
And it feels sick inside
The doctor is necessary to me
The doctor is necessary to me

Mom Of Help
Mom Of Help

But it can very simply
This is my terrible sleep
But something enemy is my reason
To pinch it is not ready
There is no analgin
In the tank there is no water
Everything downward yes on the inclined
[Petka] rolls from the mountain

From The Mountain

The doctor is necessary to me
The doctor is necessary to me

Mom Of Help

Entire year in the hard drinking
There is neither words nor force
This to you not chi- chi
And not some delirium
To rise is very complicated
And to erase this track
Hey uncle in the pursuits
Prompt where here THE BEARS
[Vetverezvitel]

The doctor is necessary to me
The doctor is necessary to me

Mom Of Help

Mom of help
Mom of help
Mom of help
Mom of help
Help

The doctor is necessary to me
Good doctor

Mom Of Help


2. TO THE NEEDLE

You will not wash by rain of its wounds
And you will not see in the soul of the hurricane
It lost bright way somewhere there
So give to it to rest simply give

Give to it to rest
Give to it to rest
Give to it to rest
Give to it to rest

Its sovereign is strange Mr.
He is more than not your it one
In the authority of the victim of what he disappeared
And view the mad silent as cut

He selected same this pain - not to fall asleep
Do not think do not cry about it
Both forget and forget
Both forget and forget

You will not wash by rain of its wounds
And you will not see in the soul of the hurricane
It lost bright way somewhere there
So give to it to rest
simply give


3. [DUMKA] OF 1&2

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4. WITHOUT THE HALF COPECK COINS

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5. WAS GOOD

[Krashe] was not in the mudflow
By red [ryushkoyu] on the bel
Sarafan on the hem
In ravine after the lashes
Walks Tanya to [vvecheru]
Month in the cloud fog
It conducts with the clouds the game

Left fellow it bowed
By curly head
You good-bye my happiness
I am married another
It turned pale as if the shroud
[Skholodela] as the dew
By canoe by the snake
Its scythe developed
It turned pale as if the shroud
[Skholodela] as the dew
By canoe by the snake
Its scythe developed

Oh you fellow is blue-eyed
Not into the offence I will say
I am alien to you to be said
I fall outside other
Not for the morning ringings
But wedding [pereklik]
Wedding on the carts skips
Upper hide the face
Not for the morning ringings
But wedding [pereklik]
Wedding on the carts skips
Upper hide the face

Not cuckoos became sad
Cries [Tankina] the relatives
On the temple [Tanki] has the wound
From the dashing bludgeon
By ruby-colored halo of the blood particle
They were baked on the brow
Was good the girl
[Krashe] was nowhere

Was good [Tanyusha]
[Krashe] was not in the mudflow
By red [ryushkoyu] on the bel
Sarafan on the hem


6. Україна 2

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7. NOT THE WEEPING

However, that you keep silent
Al you is not glad to the word
Everything will pass only moles to the god
Ashes your brother
So it means night it will not hide
Descend from the cross
You on the love is crucified

You as if bird without concealed
As smoke without the fire
Have long ago they disturbed you
The same words
But leaving from there
Arriving there
In [slezinkakh] sink the eyes

However, that you keep silent
What you hide the truth
Describe you floodlands I twice
He was ashes and he did not know how to hold in control
As friend knew how to leave into the bushes

And as there is no right
The family judges you
On the crossroads
Always
But the crossing of the hands
This life is such
So why the fathers
Soul is bored

However, that you keep silent
Possibly someone excess
Everything to see
Yes not feature not audibly
The beast vomits
Malice gathers the force
I look to me this peace [nemilyy]

And as there is no right
The family judges you
On the crossroads
Always
But the crossing of the hands
This life is such
So why the fathers
Soul is bored

[Galchik] do not cry do not cry
I to the ides to you
[Galchik] do not cry do not cry
I to the ides to you
I to the ides to you
I to the ides to you
I to the ides to you (I to the ides to you)
I to the ides to you (I to the ides to you)
I to the ides to you (I to the ides to you)
I to the ides to you (I to the ides to you)
I to the ides to you!
I to the ides to you!


8. THE SLEEP

I dream

I see night road black
White horse of the stop persistent
But dear to me will go on this on the horse
Will go the only unloved
Will go the only unloved

[Ekh] path Russian way path is narrow
This I have pity as the sleep
Only after that in whom it is fallen in love
You will hold by the branches
As by hands well-aimed
You will hold by the branches
As by hands well-aimed

Shines month blue and the dormice
[Kopytit] well the horse
Light such is mysterious
As if for the only
By that in which the same light
And which in the world is not
By that which in the world is not

Hooligan I am the hooligan
The fool is drunk from the verses
But also nevertheless for this quickness
In order by heart not to cool
For birch Russia
I will reconcile with the unloved
For birch Russia
I am married with the unloved

Shines month blue and the dormice
[Kopytit] well the horse
Light such is mysterious
As if for the only
By that in which the same light
And which in the world is not
By that which in the world is not

I see night road black
White horse of the stop persistent
But dear to me will go on this on the horse
Will go the only unloved
Will go the only unloved


9. SYNDROME

Hangover syndrome

To me it was badly this morning
I nearly drank entire water from the crane
I was ready to leave forever
To me thus were ill the continuous wounds

I was ready to leave forever
But it is here alien
With three rubles

I to the work again did not go
I it wanted to breathe by fumes
And cleaning teeth I he thought about that
As yesterday it seemed me little
And cleaning teeth I he thought about that
But it is here alien
And it broke off

I before the dinner could not smoke
In my stomach the miracle hid
It was desirable to fall to forget and to fall asleep
Still it wanted the half-liters of the beer

It was desirable to fall to forget and to fall asleep
But it is here alien
And it woke

Haigh [lya]-[lya]-[lya]-[lya]-[lya]

I pancake by God would throw to drink
And it would become all to give the tulips
But sees the god of [ekh] I cannot I treat
By simple water the continuous wounds

But sees god [ekh] I cannot but love
Regards love is my
With three rubles

To me it was badly this morning
I nearly drank entire water from the crane
I was ready to leave forever
To me thus were ill the continuous wounds

Continuous wounds


10. MAPLE

Maple you my fallen
Maple is ice-covered
That you cost after bending
Under the snow-storm of the white
Or that it decided
Or that it heard
As if for the village
To take a walk you left

And as the drunk watchman
After leaving for the road
It sank in the snowdrift
It froze the foot
Ah and itself I nowadays
Something became unstable
I will not reach the house
From the friendly drinking bout

There I met the willow
There pine tree it noted
It sang by them the songs
Under the snow-storm about the summer
Itself seemed
I by the same maple
Not only by fallen
But by to the utmost extent green
But by to the utmost extent green

And after losing modesty
After getting stupified into the board
As wife the stranger
It embraced the small birch
Ah and itself I nowadays
Something became unstable
I will not reach the house
From the friendly drinking bout

There I met the willow
There pine tree it noted
It sang by them the songs
Under the snow-storm about the summer
Itself seemed
I by the same maple
Not only by fallen
But by to the utmost extent green
But by to the utmost extent green