Текст песни RsH - Вот и полдень на часах

"So noon on the clock"

The floors of the dress, yours, breaks the wind wild.
People overwhelmed you. Eshafot elevated you.
Screams hellish yours, absorbed the chamsis.
The inquisitor, like a demon (obsessed), flesh to your torque and cried.
I wasveling you a fool, but the curse fell a victim.
Eshafot elevated you, sealing paradise the door.

On the face pale shadow nor either pain.
This is a shadow of calm, and in the eyes, steel will.
You are not broken, oh no, and do not robust before the crowd.
Although there is a skeleton, but you are staying worthy.
Witch girl Ile No, but the crowd is always pleased.
There is no bitterness of no fear - the heart does not hurt anymore.

The flesh has learned the taste of metal!
Okropiv everything in the blood of the blood ...
Time is terrible
I boiled in the veins lust!
There is no magic - only fear.
MiG - stay without Poznanya.
Under the ban, former fruit,
Became the people to doit!

So noon on the clock. He was born in the bell tower.
He announced the ringing all. Step you did not freely.
He dragged into a mug of the loop, the air was sharper the razor.
The crowd's noise, as if the whisper did not interfere, everything became peacefully.

Text author: Gorshkov A.P.
Music: Teglev A.I.

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