Текст песни Александр А.В.С. Скворцов - Дорога в рай

THE ROAD TO HEAVEN

Piones in the circles of the earth Pill,
We must have a drink, otherwise it's not about!
I was considered a poet
Only on the right did not have time.

Settled behind the house of the Crown,
And sympathetically look at the window ...
Charge combat cartridges!
Two are left, but everything is decided.

There we will understand why we and whose we,
We will be scolding for shots.
Mustically up, as taught,
And the last - in a cold temple!

Before the Lord Surviving knees,
I'll be soul in the rags of sins ...
Without hoping for a miracle forgiveness,
I'll tell you everything as it is who is what!

Long to listen to the Most High will not be,
Everything is known to him by heart.
Were created clean people
Snake chose the way!

In paradise will not take. Sins are harder!
But in the Bele, there was noise:
I will find the damn snake
And I will blow it with your hands!

A.V.S.