Текст песни Макс Фривинг - Помню не зря пятый день ноября

I do not remember in vain the fifth day of November
And the gunpowder conspiracy.
Centuries pass, but sadness and longing
Always stay with me.

Parliament, king - death or pain
Prepared for the fateful day.
One sea of ​​fire, and another country,
And fate would have been different ...

Cellars are dark, stocks are full
There's gunpowder in solid black.
But I hear footsteps ... "Guards, enemies!"
Lord, stay with me.

Run? But where? There's a wall everywhere
They shout ahead and behind me.
Heaven and fate protect the king,
And answer me with my head.

And let through the centuries my sadness and longing
Always stay with me
But they do not remember in vain the fifth day of November
And the conspiracy of gunpowder. (C)