Текст песни Мертвий Півень - Пісня мандрівного спудея

Hi, my little devils!
I will release you from under the retinue -
Where blood is drawn with love,
Where passions and abysses scroll ...

Chorus:
So - to the world, for business, to enchant!
Hi, my little devils! (3)

I am your father, so be faithful to me
(what incorrect rhymes in the head).
But when verses enter the heart,
Beautiful as doves' wings,
What are the hopes then? What are the hopes then?

Chorus

From the rhetoric and poetics of the academies -
Gaida on the square, as on the bottom of the river!
Eavesdropped in a whirlpool all day,
Those rhymes are against teachers
(teachers seem to be reprimanded)!

Chorus

Or in the fields, as on a green pilgrimage -
Read poems to grasses and winds! ..
And try, I beg you,
That the wind wiped away quiet tears,
That the heavens, stooping down, heard,
To always be inspired by a nightingale ...
Praising the temporal defiance,
Bless the animals and the shepherds! ..

Chorus