Текст песни Лешак - Распутье

One frosty, sometimes Chillmere
Ivan returned home.
From the Fair noisy, roads Thorn
Brave little fellow was drunk.

Ivan too tired, so terribly cold!
And the sun is in a hurry for the sky region,
Suddenly the laughter and screams ... Glyadit- on the road,
In the midst of an intersection, the fire blazes.

Walking people poured Braga
& Quot; Oh, I used to get warm! & Quot; - Cried the traveler.
Immediately he Chark, near the flame,
In the circle of merry maidens sat.

Month gets up, lights the stars,
Drunkenness and fornication so rampant fire.
But there is something wrong in the revelers rootless,
Drunk Man burned guess.

Tongue tied, in the eyes of all the changes,
Terrible faces look at Vanya!
Growl and fluttering scared gogochut,
Claws sparkle Bran whistle!

Daybreak - devils run ...
Ivan campfire same lay.
Force impure mind turned aside,
Yes hristyansku soul with a grab!