Текст песни СЕВЕР ВОСТОЧНЫЙ - о чем думают вороны

what they think the crows
do not even know the guardians of the law
and rummage ordinary citizens of the city
that they have in mind hunger or pride
they know where the corpse of a dead soldier shavat
here's their trump cards
see in the dark any rabbit
their allies wolves know the road
which are expensive skins still warm
If crows sat on the poplar
then he fuck cats and other small animals
he steals gold
He looks down on you sluts
on prinimalovo huckster with cones
a barbecue in the woods near the river
arrive at a requiem
will mark the death of lunch
fly themselves
crows that's on your mind
that the mind of the raven does not unravel Skurov polkoroba
You do not know do not get shot in the head
in the summer heat and winter cold
in a meeting or on the wire
on the tree and on the wire
ravens sitting