Текст песни Константин Тимофеев - Сирия

"Syria"

Under the starry flag bombs ready for you,
For all dissent, for those who do not give them to break themselves.
The language in which the gospel of Matthew wrote,
So it is jarring to those who can only say "OK."

Chorus:
Syria, my sister,
Russian Your brother will protect you!
Do not worry, my sister,
God is there and He will punish crucifying you!

Let every soul be in subjection to the authorities,
For the heart of the ruler in the hands of God.
A father of all revolutions, Satan will always
Because he likes to drink blood, as a servant like him.

Chorus.

Blessed Damascus, stay the same forever!
How should a century after the Great Flood your wall.
Do not enter heathen Thomas Gates,
Let blinded their eyes when they see your crosses!

Chorus.
Chorus:
Syria, my sister,
Russian Your brother will protect you!
Do not worry, my sister,
God has risen and will rise from the ashes of your field!
God raised and will be raised in glory and thy sons, O Syria!