The wind rain


Zastava, frontier,
You still can not live in peace.
I come to you not for glory -
Everyone can make a feat.

Chorus:
The wind rain
Clouds hid the moon ...
We night and day
Sterezhom silence.

Wisdom come from nature
Within the border strip:
How noisy here grow up with corn shoots!
How loud dew drops fall!

Chorus.

Why kradoshsya, sly fox,
Alarmingly crushing feather?
Like a trap, my border!
Do not sleep, we lay a secret!

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