Singer: Michael Krug. Page 1

The Golden dome, my soul delight,
And it is not raining and then not raining,
Tears drip from the sky.
The Golden dome on his chest impaled,
They are only blue and specks of gold,
And no specks of gold.

Night in the Church or the soul, the wolves howling in the field,
And under article rastrelnyh, pits dug quickly.
What I lacked, everything is now in place
Was the ACE of diamonds on the back, and was in the foot ACE of clubs!

The state-owned house before me, prison is a Central
A penny for the soul, but the road is long.
Over the cliff fell fog, the horses speed up,
I'd waved a glass now, if I put!

Don't judge me, mom,
I did just that and lived
I knew that you were waiting for me.
I know you're crying in the evenings and dream,
where I'm still small,
sneak up on you and close your eyes with your palms.
You mean to say, "Father? 'yanka?"
I laugh, "no, No, do not guess!"
Father Tanyuha hi.
The money in the envelope did not go
bitches all out,
but in spite of them I'll be back
because you were waiting for me!

And lay down on the soul like peace.
Meet the mother of one of my desire.
If the cross that I took
Deliverance, but not repentance!

If there is enough - draw
A boat with sails full of wind.
Float away the wolves, and there you go... OI!
To forever be remembered.

Draw red in the sunset.
A rose for rusty barbed wire.
The line "Mother, I am not guilty!"
Write, erase and let you try.

I pinned the house by the Creek
Let it flow at will stream fine.
To him the tailor, the judge...
Don't tear me bars.

Kolschik, pinned me to the dome,
Near the miraculous cross with icons
To play there bells...
With tints and chimes.

I'm not old, but already gray,
In our lives nothing surprised,
Suddenly kissed the girl with all my soul
And what happened, do not understand anything.
And I waited and thought maybe it was in vain.
Does not happen in my life that does not happen.
To suddenly on a rainy evening Sep,
I have someone my heart warms.

Than live in Russia-mother, and sadness?
Really - lusty - now about to give birth?
It was in fact in the queue shouting: "step aside, comrades!
Mary, the check is not punched!" All - Russia all!
What happened, what's going on? Mouths Agape, bdili up
What - other than the party there is nobody to educate?
What is that in the Motherland all poets are hatched, -
And Volodya time could not accept?

Yes, Russia has been difficult, for so many years was fooled,
Drinking people was intense steel - then drank again.
All were carrying banners, but was trembling hare,
Yes pulled his hands up, sang about love.
Oh, how I could not believe - and say-that was scary! -
Russia, the crap and the fat grows inside,
Like, traveling together, and those who came with the train-
How echoed from the stage - he answered then.

I walked in the autumn the way home
Under the gaze of neon lamps
And dusk ate was reaching for me
Fluffy shadows paws.
Barbed mist, evil fate,
Some old pain...
A month and called and called softly:
"Go for a walk with you!"
And in the memory surfaced forgotten songs
And modest parent table,
Where our holidays were sitting together,
All together, no one left.

- What they value most in a woman?
The woman I must appreciate her attitude towards the family. It is the maintenance of the family, ability to cook, wash floors, do Laundry, send a child to school, help to prepare lessons. A woman should be beautiful, she needs to be loved by a man. And he has to wear, to put on, so she was, as the picture does not depend on the money.