Текст песни Тампль - 07 Второе трио Папы Ногарэ и Фили

Philip:
- The old man broke the rules of the game.
The issue requires a decision immediately.
I would like to hear your suggestions
And it's about Templars close.
Nogare:
- Seven years down the drain - and who is to blame?
Pope: - Who is to blame?
Holy See blackens an idle rumor ...
Nogare: - Who is to blame?
Dad:
- I've had enough! I did everything I could!
Nogare: - What could you?
Dad:
- I wash my hands. Let God will judge you!
Nogare: - God will judge us?!.
Nogare, with the threat:
- If so, may go blank because the Holy See!
Pope: - Holy See?!.
Nogare:
- From the post before the deadline your predecessor went ...
Dad - You're too far gone,
From the mud raised groveling
Devoid of shame and conscience! ..
Nogare: - I do not decree any pop!
You told me ridiculous!
Philip:
- You got carried away by mutual reproach.
The issue requires a decision immediately!
Dad:
- My sire, please let me go ...
Nogare, mockingly: - Where to go?
Dad:
- In the bazaar squabble hard to find the truth ...
Nogaret: - What to find?
You will not be tempted by the truth - the sound of coins!
Pope ,: - What kind of coins?
Nogare:
- And piety in you do not have a single drop
Pope: - It is not true, filthy peasant!
And you power-greedy, sneaky snake!
Nogare: - Who is greedy, am I?
And you're mired in sin, black as your soul!
Pope: - Do not squander needlessly poison
Bezrodnyi podzabornaya dog ...
Nogare - Bald hog!
Pope: - Renegade!
Nogare: - To hell took you alive!
Both: - Lousy dog ​​!!!
Philip:
- Shut up! You are enthusiastic beyond measure!
Swears like the Templars!
Both: - By the way!
Nogare:
- Perhaps we really paid too much attention
Pope: - Yes, I carried away.
Nogare:
- Lord commanded to divide, therefore, gone.
Pope: - Yes to put down!
The treasury of the Temple immensely profound ...
Nogare: - Yes, the deep!
Dad:
Defeated the Order and it is in our hands ...
Nogare - in our hands!
Both: - in our hands!
Nogare: - Go to the treasury three thousand ...
Pope: - A two - a new war ...
Nogare: - Seven of the works ...
Dad - God have mercy!
Five of the cathedral!
Nogare - Pretty three!
Pope: - Damn miser greed - a sin!
Nogare - divided equally at all!
Pope: - Fifteen!
Nogare: - Five!
Pope: - Thirteen!
Nogare: - Seven!
Dad - You're out of your mind at all!
Nogare - Plus Templar land
It will arm the king ...
Philip: - Hospitaller not forget.
Chorus: - Leave it and anything.
- What?
- What?
- What?
Secretary:
- And what would you do with Jacques de Molay?
Nogare:
- Yes to the stake it.
Pope: - For the fire it?
Philip: - I will read decisions at dawn.