Текст песни Тараканы - Без страха и упрека

Around only cowards and traitors,
 And even old buddies
 All as one busy with something.
 There are rust and dents on the armor,
 And ahead is my curse
 He still wants a war with me.

Here is Rocinante, here is a shield and a spear,
 With the visor open
 Without fear, I will go.
 My formidable enemy
 Already waiting for me
 Squeaks with wings
 And rotates in the wind.

Let someone twist a finger at the temple,
 Let them whisper as if I lightly
 And that monsters are just mills.
 Resentment will be, if it is,
 But retreat is too much honor
 I'll give it to loafers and gossips.

Here is Rocinante, here is a shield and a spear,
 With the visor open
 Without fear, I will go.
 My formidable enemy
 Already waiting for me
 Squeaks with wings
 And rotates in the wind.

But sometimes it seems to me too
 That the giants only seem
 And I'm no further and no closer to them.
 Someday still believe
 I meet a real monster
 I’ll get out of a fight with him alive.

Here is Rocinante, here is a shield and a spear,
 With the visor open
 Without fear, I will go.
 My formidable enemy
 Already waiting for me
 Squeaks with wings
 And rotates in the wind.

Here is Rocinante, here is a shield and a spear,
 With the visor open
 Without fear, I will go.
 My formidable enemy
 Already waiting for me
 Squeaks with wings
 And rotates in the wind.