Текст песни Ne i z v e s t e n - Инония

Not afraid of death,
No copies, no rain of arrows -
So says the Bible
Prophet Sergey Yesenin.
My time is ripe,
Not afraid of me clang whip.
The body, the body of Christ,
I spit out of his mouth.
I do not want assumes the salvation
Through his suffering and the Cross:
I understood the teaching of other
Pierce the eternal stars.
I otherwise saw coming -
Where not dancing on the true death.
As the sheep wool from the nasty, I
Shaved blue firmament.
Raising their hands to month,
Raskushu him as a nut.
I do not want heaven without a ladder,
I do not want snow fell.
I do not want to skillfully frown
The lakes dawn face.
I carried today as chicken,
Golden word egg.
Today I stiffened arm
Ready to turn the whole world ...
Storm splashed blizzard
From the shoulders of my eight wings.
Not afraid of death,
No copies, no rain of arrows -
So says the Bible
Prophet Esenin Sergei.