Текст песни Boroff band - Тыщу лет, как в земле лежал

A thousand years, the land lying
A simple piece of iron metal.
And rust and rust, and did not know
What's inside the rod became
Clean as steel.

As verses zavsegda argue with prose,
But the leprosy of sin - corrosion,
Cover the face of pure music.
So gave her poems as Russian,

So gave her poems friendly.

And then the pure metal - Kui,
And all the dirt - the toilet pakuy.
And the fire of his fire away - electric,
Let thunders this rock - metal. (2p).

Let poetry and spiked with roses
Separate the metal from corrosion.
And let it pours clean sounds
In this form of the Great rock music!

And there have izvayaniem-
Stagnation - that position,
Yako monument to all prophecy,
When the time is all over.

In the meantime, let the sounds of menacing
We are a clean, non-corrosive Rock
Yes, all the same paths - narrow,
What went Prophets Rock music.

Since forward the same prophets Rock - music!
Since forward the same prophets Rock - music!