Текст песни Farounaga - Воскресный вечер

On a cold winter evening
Marked by the light of the moon
Shakes her shoulder
And looks to the heavens where

Fried gyrfalcon and
Tagged fish
Each other crippled
In the name of the false christ

Air traffic controllers
On the bases of classified
They all mutter in Greek
And looking for discolored

Backlit by one moon
Multi-stage missiles
That fall on those they meet
Broken in the section of that

What's going on in the place
Where under the heavenly abyss
Watch the fight heavenly
Instead of Sunday mass

Hiding from the plebs
From the ubiquitous press
And the nannies are baroness
Ksenia came to drink

Oh a and a and oh
Ksenia won't come home
Oh a and a and oh
Wants to be drunk all night

Oh ayyy ayah oh
On a broken pavement
Oh ayyy ayah oh
It's boring for her to stand alone

Oh a and a and oh
Ksenia won't come home
Oh a and a and oh
Wants to be drunk all night

Oh ayyy ayah oh
On a broken pavement
Oh ayyy ayah oh
It's boring for her to stand alone