Текст песни БекХан - Повесть ангела

Once on the ground a large,
Where blood is on par with water,
There, where there is weeping more fun than laughing,
Brood, she stood in the way of sin.

He went on that way,
In every day to find himself.
He went to the Mount of the mind,
And around only darkness.

Dried up river -
You could not get a drink of water,
Do not have time to say goodbye to anyone,
I went from afar.

Nowhere to go -
Lit road bridges,
On the verge of
Eternal Road.

Do not rush to condemn him -
He does not remember anything for a long time,
He could hardly swim home,
All forgive and forget everything.

The rusty sword scabbard for a long time,
Scarred chest and dark eyes,
In the face of a dead sorrow.
I just wish it.

Dried up river -
You could not get a drink of water,
Do not have time to say goodbye to anyone,
I went from afar.

Nowhere to go -
Lit road bridges,
On the verge of
Eternal Road.