Текст песни Принцесса Бурунди - Лазарь

About Lazarus

Lazarus come and go home
Blue paths lit up on the grass
There is nothing to divide eight by seven before the deadline
There is nothing dear to look up

Lazarus take a hiccup with freedom
Freeze on the glass with a frost cross
There is nothing to dress up for freaks in Kupala
There is no need to scoff at the blue knees

Lazarus fall to the cold ground
White tears before the deadline in your pocket
There is no need for the prophets to stick money in their hands
Do not escape to love from love under the sofa

Lazarus get up and walk away from the light
With the skin of a drum, let the heart crack
Nothing to go numb before the deadline
There is nothing to rivet a shield from a saber

Lazarus come and go home
Blue paths lit up on the grass
There is nothing to divide eight by seven before the deadline
There is nothing dear to look up