Текст песни Кащей Бессмертный - Кости брошены

1) The ash cloud is compressed into the blood fist,
All who take the sky for the buck,
Gray laughs asleep bird
As a sip from the cup smoldering fate ...

The bones are thrown, and waiting times
Harder than the fact of the war,
And, then, this train of yours,
What keeps his way up from poverty or prison.

2) Creek departed into the night
Minёt crucified here somewhere,
And we go under a layer of ash,
That dwarfs the opinion of the heavens.

Proud smile abandoned to death
Overtake you in a dream ...
Something you sadly,
Even if it had to play here for me.

3) furiously shouting, and tearing the chains
Those who are called & quot; We & quot; ...
... The bones are thrown, and waiting times
Harder than the fact of war.

Furiously shouting, and tearing the chains
Those who are called & quot; We & quot; ...
The bones are thrown, and waiting times
Scarier than the fact of the war ...