Текст песни Марьяж Декорации - Скоморохи

you ask the frontal
stones turned gray from salt
beat buffoons in Russia
and mad eyes stabbed

look at the church fence
the strings-rods howl with an eerie note
domes, crosses and altars
red with blood and sweat

you ask the frontal
where are the origins of turmoil and fire
the buffoons are alive in Russia
but changed tambourines to guitars

at the graves ask the whole country
could it be used to remove the infection
once the icons look at rus
buffoonish eyes

gloomy rumor through the centuries
the booming knock on the boards reported
so the head rolled off the block
tongue wiggled with a stump

much has passed since then
the red dawns of the
tapping off the axes
buffoonery games remained