Текст песни Ляляев Дмитрий - Восстание рабов

We are tired to bend from pests!
Reeves we do choke,
Hardened steel burned warts
In well-fed rozhah our executioners!

The plebeians, sitting with the patricians in a row
We were forced to kill each other.
Remembering the blood amphitheater circle
We Romans will cut all in a row!

Remember, Rome, that anger and simpleton
Scarier than Hannibal of Carthage.
Republic narёk crime
Clown crowd named Spartacus.

We corpses left in place
All those whose power was undeniable,
Let us then from Capua to Rome
Hang on the rough-cross!

And the truth is, our will live forever,
And you will only despicable case.
But it is not given to us to be willing to share the best,
What to see your armies on the run!