Текст песни Uratsakidogi - Трус-Богатырь

Coward-Bogatyr

And although there is nowhere for a devaty force,
Yes, it's scary to make a roll of enemies.
Evil neighbors gathered at the gate.
Yes, they create a stench, noise and madness.

Well I sit like a stump, like a log.
Monolithic unshaped chock.
I am spinning with a rosewood head
I pass my eyelids in slumber and horror.

And why did my father make an oak torso?
Although he is a skillful master, he is well-known.
Put a rabbit heart in my womb
He ordered to be called Buratyney.