Текст песни TLD - Массивный Лихой Владислав Против Сатаны

Text Ya Dobrosotskaya

There lived in the old days
Holy warrior dashing Vladislav
Sign of the ancestors inscribed on the helmet
In a magical alloy armor

But after the Crusades,
In which administer their revenge
And cut moral monsters
He liked to eat more tightly

He ate geese, partridges
He ate a salad yesterday
Peel so that wine flavors
There are even today

After a dozen trips
Massive named it
Even the father of the Rev.
Disapproves of the stomach

But as the time after drinking
I woke up with a hangover hero
And he sees the shaman's staff
And next is Soton.

No questions asked,
Vlad drew his trusty sword
I forgot about magic staff
I had to lie down for a while

Scrambling to his feet,
Vladislav asked: & quot; Satan!
Why have you left the palaces
Clubs where eternal darkness? & Quot;

& quot; You do something with that, the fat? & quot;
- Mockingly replied the Prince of Darkness.
& quot; Chamber of mine, of course, a vast,
But there was something there, I got bored & quot;

& quot; Enough empty talk! & quot;
- The warrior murmured in response
& quot; With you I tired to argue,
Now you'll be able to eblet! & Quot;

And so, the battle erupted
The battle is long
Sword Warrior - razor-sharp
A staff spell weaves

Desperate to win warrior
He was tired, and broke the blade
But not for nothing has mastered the trick
The victory helps fat

Suddenly, throwing debris
The rest of the sword,
Quickly, skillfully and deftly
He jumped like a bomb in Lich

And here, buried under fat
He gave tips dark Count
Spas balance of the world
Massive, dashing Vladislav.