Текст песни Мари Говори - Призрак Конституции

That the ghost, that Phantom,
What is the honor of the judge -
I do not believe in anything:
I'm from Shargy.
There is a place without miracles
There is no God here ...
But the ghost of the Constitution is here,
In my country!

"Separately flag and cross," -
Her covenant.
"Picket is the arrest," -
Spell in response.
Flesh of her without teeth
Rot in dust
But the ghost of the Constitution of Surov
And fair.

When you find it
In his soul
In the eyes of the passerby
In the crowd of people -
You hear a cry of soul
Burning eyes:
He is the ghost of the Constitution, he is alive
In all of us.