Is the music of grove (роща) skin rock
Soaked in (поглощать) the diesel of was boys war?
Blood, black gold and the face of a judge
Is the music calling for a river of blood?
Beat the drums tonight, Alphonso
Spread the news all over the grove
The big meeting has decided
That total was must burn on the grove
Does it mean I should take my machete
To chop (рубить) my way through the path of life?
Does it mean I should run with the dog pack
Is that the way to be the one to survive?
Never need a gun says Tai Chi
Move on up to dragon snaps (щёлкать) his tail
Fall back on still waters
Hammer (бить) with his eye on the nail (на месте, тут же; немедленно)
Spread the word tonight please, Sammy
They're searching every house on the grove
Don't go alone now, Sammy!
The wind has blown away the corner soul
Tell them news for me, Sammy
They're searching every place on the grove
But don't go down alone now, Sammy!
The wind has blown away the corner soul
And is the music of grove skin rock
Soaked in the diesel of war boys war?
Blood, black gold and the face of a judge
Is the music calling for a river of blood?
I the music calling for war boys war?
Is the music calling for a river of blood?
War boys war
Is the music calling for a river of blood?
