Текст песни Chibas - Братство Сожженных

Procedure courteous, shut up, pay, forgive
Drab, dull weekend, meaning where?
The old Brotherhood, each person gives a word for bream
We would laugh and cry more often, because ...
This nonsense burnt letters, past acquaintances
Went stories patsanski laws
Worn jackets, the wealthy that came from areas
And we lost to the neck and head and crown
Hello that first beat in the chest
Forgive, and everything in nezapravdu, understand
The sheet was covered in blood, and from what my style
Throw in the stupidity and brains hurt oneself
Above us the sky is one, it's scary, young wind
Smash my words, and tell you that it is time
Forget my words, and to give their all for rent
Others, those who do not value for what is beautiful and rich