Текст песни Царство Небесное - Годованець

I Godovanets black nights outside,
I do not poke your nose for trouble and no lane ahead,
Only the word as a word string as a string,
So what you need from me spit?
Only gag wheezing at night without sleep
Prosurmyla trumpet to battle, to battle!
Sky and spread over your shoulder,
Pryhyna the ground and burning and burning.
Zachadila candle - paraffin paradise
World poblid and pined away - hurry, hurry!
Trembles in the wind cloth banners ...
Who will rise from his knees, and he shall be saved!
He will be the hero who will fall in the snow
Who will catch a full-length lead on the run.
End the chain - can become doable,
And will not doable - to interrupt his feet.
Peredushat pivsonnyh, clad, blind,
We are not people to them to press us - no sin,
Chase Siberia, zaprotoryat to jail ...
I was first, first listened to the trumpet!
I zadmuhav candle and put in your pocket
One hundred is not composed rhymes hundred cases not made,
Only a short line repeated as a refrain:
Who will rise from his knees, and he shall be saved!
Alex Bull