Текст песни Ольга Арефьева - Пал Вавилон

For the fact that we have been generous,
Jha will not deprive us of bread -
Grace his careless
And it pours on everybody.

For the fact that we were generous
And all were given ridiculous -
Bullets have liked,
Angels are flying to us.

For the fact that we were beautiful,
Jha does not deprive us of strength,
Even when bezrybe
Drained from the veins of the heat.

Jha will not deprive us forces
And give us a piece of dust,
Clay, which form
Gives, loved exceedingly.

For the fact that we were the people
Jha will not deprive us of death,
Together we will laugh with him
Over the long-long movie.

Jha does not judge anyone,
He's just all these wagging,
The exuberant palette of death
Mixing light and dark.

On the way to Babylon
I lost my tower,
But I met pandemonium
Harlots, languages ​​and coins.
On the way to Babylon
It was fun and scary to me.
On the way to this city, I met
The fact that it is no more.