Текст песни БГ - Приходит жизнь и снова умирает

With the leisurely grace of a tram
Life comes and dies again
There is no big trouble in this event.

At the threshold of hell there are steps of paradise
We are building a pagoda again in the barn
And we drive autumn without need

The grizzly magi will be rewarded for their labors
They are sheltered by bottomless ponds
Located at the edge where there is no edge

The mine is empty, there is no ore,
As the people say: “Raise the syudy!”
Dull winter in early May