Текст песни МолвiЯр - Лапти-скороходы.

The forester walks through the forest
Wizard - he weaves bast shoes
Yes, not just sandals, but runners
To fly up to the sky, but not find freedom
So that you run dark dear brother
And I did not know that the road leads back
The night will become your faithful friend
Here bast shoes were demolished and it became tight

Forester! Goy and sweet us bast shoes
New! Goy and even faster
Everyone will be glad to new bast shoes in the village
And inhaling the heady scent of ice
Let's run along the paths who are on the left who are on the right
How many have already been worn out, but still we are not fucking enough
Morok will become your good friend
Here bast shoes were demolished and it became tight

He will go through the forest to the river
To the hut and to Baba Yaga
She will give him Lyka, but birch bark
So that he could weave new bast shoes
And we won't need any more porridge or cabbage soup
We will become slender and stately (skinny and scary) but like Kashchei
Smiles from the Downworld
Black God Servant of Amphetamine