Текст песни Idisi - Лихая Русь

Oh, you, Goy Esi, Ilya Muromets!
Right track is not easy:
Thickets the road by forests by Brynsky,
Packed here the river currants;
More on the road Solovyko-Robbing
Sits on three oaks,
sits thirty lit
Neither equestrian nor walking pass ...
Sitting a straw-robber
on cheese oak
Sitting a straw-robber,
Odikmantev son.
And then I fistulate the nightingale yes in a nightingale,
He shouts, the villain-robber,
in animal
And from him then from the instance of the nightingale
And from him then from the wing of the beser
Those all herbers are flying,
All lyslands flowers are creepy,
Dark woods to the ground all
bow
And what are people - then all
Dead are lying.

Album Yaga (2018)