Текст песни Альвар - Карты

Maps fan will fall on the table,
The hunt will begin for luck.
Changeable rock will solve the eternal dispute,
Loser wrinkle from the score.
Do not judge - and you will not judge.
It is not always ruled by the one who is worthy.
You live, and let live another,
The best world is in a hurry.

Put on black, put on the red,
Rates are made - we are time for us.
Maps Posted - Clear Case -
Ahead is a big game.
Put on black, put on white,
Will win - you will live ...
Maps are distributed, rates are made,
Nothing can be changed.

The gate is waiting for a cherished horse,
On the road, fate waits.
Someone in the way the wind extends fire,
Who he is warm in warm ...
Everything comes to circles your own
This world, of course, not new ....
And four horse rushes,
Leaving the horseshoe for happiness