Vorkuta
Vorkuta - Vorkuta lyrics
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Blood ought to have drunken Owing to I'm thirsting And now the nightmare returns The fire's blazing, The caribou's standing in a narrow hutch With rope woven of guts on it's neck, Waiting for a gracious death Tightens the tie, Muddle fear in it's eyes, Fear of unspeakable dread Now the tie gets loose,allows the hand There's no salvation,no shelter ! For sixty - one days by now lasts The dread.the mpmentary A deep breath & the tie tightens again There's no human clemency The dolur springs up seven times The tie gets loose seven times The hope rises seven times And it learns to die seven times For sixty - one days by now lasts The dread,the Human