Текст песни Дмитро Ом - Свежерожденный бог

tears of god with souls stars

the lonely sky is dotted

take me earth with rods

yes cut me how much is measured

stripped for all and what to regret

Wali for the soul, holy and warm

death rode on a dashing horse

to the applause of the bells

I caught a ripe bullet in the stomach

for sin and my own that was rude and callous

nothing will heal before the wedding

oh, drive the driver, yes, hundreds of miles away

broom the snow from my boots

do not carry footprints when entering the hut

a newborn god sleeps in the cradle

I give him my love