Текст песни Радость Моя - На плоть

Days of our escorted in silence
Chagall I deaths from death
It remains a mystery unsolved
Hungry cursed flesh of perdition
One step to the ground black woolen
The golden sun wool topilos
Earth became my mother and wife
Relish zhravshaya lepers strangers
Instead of juice boils the blood nemeryannom
Collected in anger spot fiction
Ruined in the dust , cool off in the frost
Taco on the fate cries clicked
I avert the wrath of your face from me
The anger of my bread, and my life
There was pain tormented death of the day
How fatal death on me being embraced