Текст песни Kolt - Отрок драконьего пелемни

Text: Kolt

Chorus:
Leader of the Dragon Tribe -
The most beautiful of you.
Carrier of basil seed.
Wearing amulets and evil eye.
The one who is afraid of mirrors
The dragon has coral instead of an eye.

And the coat of arms on every shirt
On every sock, lighter.
Playing checkers with the pack
Throws ashtrays and sticks
Always angry with the Jackal -
But Tobacco is not enough.

That was the Lord before he left the pack,
So he was remembered by many.
Stop laughing without him,
And he rarely joked about God,
They were waiting for him, waiting and waiting.
And he didn’t sleep when everyone was already sleeping.

Chorus.

They no longer returned the Lord -
There are no more of its components
Although not even a year has passed.
Congratulate a lot of comers. -
Still, everyone was happy.
Fourth - lucky bastards.

Do not return from the exterior, -
Nobody is before the Lord, -
Just a revenge on their friendship.
When all for one.

Chorus.