Текст песни Юрий Аделунг - Давно уже привык с подругой-аркебузой

It has long been accustomed to with my girlfriend - arquebus
In an alarming hour of the night to share his bed.
But a few days strung like beads,
On thin life, fragile, like a thread.

Now for his life and I would not give a penny.
Fortuna, wink, went for a walk with the other.
Sedoe crows have long been accustomed to the volleys,
The bell tired to sing a funeral hymn.

Shirt for bandages - God will not okoleem,
You see the smoke of a large hearth?
There comes a feast mountain, there ravens - lackeys.
The fire had already fanned the ominous fireman.

Good luck not to look - without us luck whoredoms.
Not find the idol - who pays great.
We are not one throne presented on a platter.
And not one fire lit on the throne.

We are waiting for the fate hit the drums,
By sight scorer squinted stuck.
Already lit the wick and ready-bath.
Exults crows, and the bell was hoarse.