Текст песни 1980 год - Ворота райские закрыты

Gates of paradise are closed

Gates of paradise are closed
Lamp is not lit under them,
Crosswise boards are clogged,
And God is sleeping under the apple trees.

Forgotten the tree road,
And apples are no tears,
No one in the palace today,
In hell, the same all the way around.

Hynche not gozhi we
Hynche am not we
At the door to the inner sanctum.
Perhaps, it may be
Quite simply, my God,
His sinful creatures.

All indulgences handed
And in honor of sinner,
Although the bridge was dismantled,
Reforge all swords.

Suppose now that the Garden of Eden
And no angels worries.
Us after the death of the demon meet
And to hell at the mercy of lead.