Текст песни Мурзаков Александр - 8-й крестовый поход

Hey-ho! What is there beyond the sky vdale-
Kidron has begun to seethe: Oh, Anno Domi-
Nobody turns a set of stones to re-
Caesar's dreams in the Cathedral of Saint-Denis.

Bright spots crawling up the hill,
Wind hid under his arm, gray clouds.
The plain at the bottom of infinite length,
Desert rose sticking out of the stone fists.

Left far the Muslim East,
New mirage buried caravan.
Right sky coastal space,
Bridge, thrown in the ditch at the castle.

Someone will be holy,
Someone will be forgotten.
In the lucky stove,
The remaining graves pitted with hoof.

Palestinian sunshine
Will take their final vows.
Palestinian sunshine
thousands of years will suffer.

Hey-ho! What is there beyond the sky vdale-
Kidron has begun to seethe: Oh, Anno Domi-
Nobody turns a set of stones to re-
Caesar's dreams in the Cathedral of Saint-Denis.