Текст песни Церера - Базарная площадь

marketplace
Ivan Bykov
On the market
Dirt and crosses,
Cripples and horses,
The thieves, fools.
Relax to the knight.
The road was heavy.
On the road to get drunk,
Crouch down behind the desk.

Oh, do not have enough retouching
On types.
Under the stinking rags
Hide the knives.
You poor tramps,
He lured the devil.
What are you waiting for, looking for
Tidings?

Chorus.
So tell me my sword,
Let the silent minstrels,
My battle tornado
Kohl word tired.

Cruz and maim,
Kohl tired of the songs.
The second call of the Baptist,
The songs also have become.

Guild hired
Murderers and thieves.
Thoughts of your dark,
Greedy blood.
Ospyanymi persons
Stagnation light.
Not a hindrance knight
Knife and brass knuckles.