Текст песни Амфирифма - Ад или рай

Here as a prelude
To a framed fate
The fruit will be served on a platter,
Indulging you.

Taste the temptations:
Fading breasts
And about his salvation
Relax relaxed!

Here is a pot for libations,
Burning hearts
No room for moaning -
Here is a holiday without end!

You will spend money
Ride a goat
But these pleasures
Inherent only to the Earth!

I'll cross my back
And a wild head
Dive into the abyss of sin
And perish in that!

Or...

Opening the gates of Paradise
Humble as Jesus
I kissed the enemy
I will ascend into heaven ...

Hell ... or Paradise ...

Himself ...