Текст песни PTiHOPOL' - 01816 Пророчество

PROPHECY

1.
Angel of the old and dilapidated wallpaper
Silvered I thought.
It is not one of the paper. Their three
The house on the demolition, on the wall.

Tatters dusty drape folded,
And at me from the wall
Many angels look whitish.
Thought my heart are:

"Do not avoid the war!"

2.
Out of the house is serious for demolition ...
I lived since many years.
The thought of war in the heart, like a splinter,
Only the war then and there.

I began to fit, strong, serious.
Many lost friends.
Crazy me for them because of the threat
With a song with no new ideas:

"Do not avoid the war!"

3.
Several times I almost agreed,
My faith - just nonsense.
But in those moments I Noi recalls.
As all the people on the ark laughed.
Rain still did not go, but Noah did not give up.
Ark will be constructed.

"Do not avoid the war!"

4.
Time of War. I am one of the few
Alive in spite of the enemies.
I'm not stronger than others in the prison,
Just I was ready.