Текст песни Ревякин и Соратники - Без глаз пробирались

Without eyes we made our way along the long coast,
The torn Gate was eager to fight.
They blindly believed the drunken reason,
The stories of the seasoned were drunk.

And the grasses around were mown
The reproach harbored the pain of the stubble.
Children laughed, good to the sun,
Where the talnik dropped tears in the July twilight.

Bonfires lit, fast business,
The torn Gate drove me crazy.
They danced naked to the stars to the tambourine,
Wolverine rituals were awakened.

Who dreamed of fury, disappeared in a flash -
Calls-forgives the crying of brides.
Who became related by a white cloud -
Carry the message of Nevady at the dawn pace.

No one heard the creak of the oarlock
The Broken Gate sang excitedly.
Look - the oars of the revelers are twisted,
The stream, a wild ignoramus, carried away captive.

Where gray-haired looks are given in the fall,
Strike the rains forget the ardor.
A winged challenge to the share was thrown:
Curl the branchy path

Towards the Sun.
Hands are entwined in knots
Who will perpetuate the flame ...
The bright voice is burnt out -
In joy to fly after the Wind.