Drum (Барабан)
Artem Pivovarov (артем пивоваров)
Drum
Beat, beat, beat
Reflect wild rhythms
Drum, drum
Hands spread in the grass, damp
And palms in palms
Your eyes are a candle (Drum)
And they draw the stars (Drum)
Beat, beat, beat, reflect wild rhythms
Wild rhythms, wild rhythms
Beat, drum of sorrow
And the body screamed
He drums again
About the world's sorrow
Beat, drum of sorrow
And the heart screamed
Gently touching the wound
Beat, beat, drum of sorrow
And your body screamed
Beat, beat, beat, beat
Beat, beat, beat, beat
Beat, drum of sorrow
And my heart screamed
Beat, beat, beat, beat
Beat, beat, beat, beat
Beat, beat, beat, beat, drum
Beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat
Despite the wounds
In my palms
Poppies will bloom in the field
Stars will shine silver
Raise the mace, chieftain
Beat, beat, beat, beat, drum
Beat, beat, beat, beat, drum
Beat, beat, the world is not enough
Pound, heart of sorrow
To the giant drum
Your eyes under me
Your chest and your body
Hands spread in the grass
Damp palms in your palms
Beat, beat, drum
Beat, drum of sorrow
And your body screamed
Beat, beat, beat, beat
Beat, beat, beat, beat
Beat, drum of sorrow
And my heart screamed
Beat, beat, beat, beat
Beat, beat, beat, beat