Текст песни Chanda Shankara - Истец

The plaintiff is a reddened father
Wife - unconscious in the hall
Ships where the crown of justice
That day wasn’t tied up

Justified - sentenced
Gray hair on father's temples
Judges concrete gaze remained
His eyes and his face

Cold stone with glimpses of conscience
Yes, and he is guilty only indirectly
I sold my regalia out of pity
By kindness at the request of a sister

Persuasion, money, gifts
Lawyer echoed obsessively
There are too big bets in the game
The defendant - a gangster and a deputy

Fighting with him for the fun of the press
Understood, a worker - a loving dad
He did everything in his weight
But alas, it’s easier than a shaggy paw

And the carcass that two days
Tortured young flesh
Caught and passing the term
Repaired sick lust

And this time he understood clearly
What a zone is inevitable
After all, from the car came publicly
Voice of the daughter of the chief judge of the district

Wailing screams, moans and screams
Road rumble diluted with echo
He was not heard, b mention
How and when the voice of conscience as a whole

Everything could be done differently.
And do not let the darkness into the flickering light
But not darkness absorbs flame means
The flame goes out with the wine of those who have not saved