Текст песни Сентиментальные Идиоты - Пасхальная

Sun Drops poured into the mud,
To warming could, praying,
Lukewarm supplications.
In the ravaged land
It exposes the snow-fugitive
The first spring corruption.

Step I and step-by crowd
Only the dust irritate
All sick and allergic.
We walked together in a row,
Just to observe the rite
Indifferent and decent.

Polutsvet, half-life
Row by row, where the crucified
Every look every neighbor.
Each occasion, each fervor
The path I and path of the crowd,
It is only once carnations.

Winds steel blades rays
Substitute executioners,
The promised update.
I praise, glorify crowd
The first color, the first decay,
The first spring corruption.