Текст песни ВАЛАЙБАЛАЛАЙ - Сага о наемниках

Pour mercenaries full bowls
They tomorrow again hike
Accustomed to fight does not come true and does not plow
There are enough concerns

We generously promised this leader ingenic,
Bought our swords
He oath gave silica,
Right than the sun rays.

He said that soon under the screams of the Voronene
Arrogant horshod drive.
And the city will fall right in the palm of your hand
Like ripe and rided fruit.

There is a timid army and a weak ruler
And dilapidated the wall
And call the treasury at least a shovel trigger
And the eyelids do not drink wine.

We are on the Tractors from the healthy
Tired of robbery.
And boldly comforting we are sad beauties
Remained without husbands.

When we revealed the gate
We waited for what will be ruled.
But the spears took off through the cloud of dust
Like zipper due to clouds.

Us horses vtoptali in green herbs
We are boosted boobs.
Us the leader is ingenic sent to massacre
Cleansing the way for yourself.

Laughing in the sky mighty gods
Bloody to the game
We all have fallen without waiting for the sovereign
But everyone fell like a hero.

We have not kept panties for a long time in the detachment
On that green meadow.
Of us, no one prayed for mercy
No one surrendered to the enemy.

Others comforted widow Belogruda
Moved in bags of the treasury.
And we are at the gate of beds
Which we sleep spring.

The death of fathers is not in the science of boys
Anyone with a fighter diaper.
Rushed into the flame without knowing that too
Behind will be the end.

And sorrowful wisdom similar to our
Fall at his death hour.
So pour the mercenaries full of bowls -
Let them come in memory of us.