Текст песни MAMA RUSSIA - Иван и черти

Stoker Ivan was quiet and gloomy,
For 30 years he went down into the hold every day.
And on that ship, do not believe
The devils have long inhabited.
Ugly demons with black faces
Butted horns like sharp knitting needles.
And every evening after the fifth,
Stoker Ivan drove them with a shovel.

Ivan walks in alcoholic intoxication.
Around him black creatures rage.
They used to stick to Ivan in an osprey,
And he screams, swearing drunk.
Or jump out of the corner
black black ashes,
looks so scary horn
Like embers a fiendish gaze burns

And the furnace burned, the furnace burned,
Sparks threw that mouth of Lucifer.
Smoky wings spread out
As if holding Ivan by the throat.
And Ivan, that he is Ivan both night and day
He feeds the car with black coal.
And the big wheels squeak strainedly.
Ivan the stoker knows where the hell is.