Lyrics Паліндром – Не дожив

Не дожив Lyrics – Паліндром

Singer: Паліндром
Title: Не дожив

Ще й до жнив не дожив, в полі жита не жав
Досі — не долюбив, і не жив, і не жаль
Ще й до жнив не дожив, в полі жита не жав
Досі — не долюбив, і не жив, і не жаль

Що життя — то хіба твоя сутня межа?
Смерть заріже раба, і нехай — без ножа
Але жити замало, боротись умій
Щоб нащадок твій змалку бува не знімів

Не знімів на вуста та на вуха не зглух
Хай помреш, та за нами тут останеться рух
Згинемо — хай! Хай — ославлені. Хай — не біда
Вікова чортопхайка наближує даль

По роках, по кістках, по обмерзлих гробах
Витрамбовує повінь для річища шлях
А до жнив не дожив, в полі жита не жав
Замало любив — то, їй-богу, не жаль

До жнив не дожив, в полі жита не жав
Замало любив — то, їй-богу, не жаль
Ще й до жнив не дожив, в полі жита не жав
Досі — не долюбив, і не жив, і не жаль

Ще й до жнив не дожив, в полі жита не жав
Досі — не долюбив, і не жив, і не жаль
Ще й до жнив не дожив, в полі жита не жав
Досі — не долюбив, і не жив, і не жаль

Ще й до жнив не дожив, в полі жита не жав
Досі — не долюбив, і не жив, і не жаль
Досі не долюбив, досі не долюбив
Досі не долюбив, і не жив, і не жаль

Досі не долюбив, досі не долюбив
Досі не долюбив, і не жив, і не жаль
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Не дожив – English Translation

Even before the harvest was not survived, in the field of rye did not
So far – not loved, and did not live, and not sorry
Even before the harvest was not survived, in the field of rye did not
So far – not loved, and did not live, and not sorry

What life is your darling limit?
Death will cut off the slave and let it be without a knife
But to live not enough to fight
That your descendant is not a little

Haven’t shot on your mouth and on your ears not a devil
Let you die, but behind us there will be a movement
We will bend – let it! Let them be precipitated. Let it be no trouble
Age -old inkwater brings the distance closer

By years, by bones, on frozen graves
Dumping a flood for the river path
And to the harvest not survived, in the field of rye did not
Lotted Lotted-that, to her-god, not sorry

To the harvest not survived, in the field of rye did not
Lotted Lotted-that, to her-god, not sorry
Even before the harvest was not survived, in the field of rye did not
So far – not loved, and did not live, and not sorry

Even before the harvest was not survived, in the field of rye did not
So far – not loved, and did not live, and not sorry
Even before the harvest was not survived, in the field of rye did not
So far – not loved, and did not live, and not sorry

Even before the harvest was not survived, in the field of rye did not
So far – not loved, and did not live, and not sorry
Still not loved, still not loved
Still not loved, and did not live, and not sorry

Still not loved, still not loved
Still not loved, and did not live, and not sorry
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Lyrics Паліндром – Не дожив

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