Текст песни Граф - Песня веселого инквизитора

In a coffin I all heretics
And in the fire seen.
Vidal on the rack, in shackles,
And Coke planted

Chorus: And they would be happy to help,
But what to do, the service, the brother.

And how many are heresy,
Listen - just laugh
Like, not the Earth, and the Sun
In heaven all the more important

Ex .: I am glad to believe,
But what to do, the service, the brother.

In principle, because they are
Good guys,
But here too
Dissolve languages.

Ex .: To be friends with them would be glad
But what to do, the service, the brother.

I Evil anyone
In the whole world does not hold.
There is only one reason,
Why am I here serve.

Ex .: For a hundred times more fun
To be an inquisitor, my brother.