Текст песни Евгений Сусоров - Галилейский рыбак

Dance, Galilean fisherman
on the brazier of the temple slabs.
Hundreds of shuttles legs
religion strange network.
Still wandering in the dark
the face of the sun that did not rise.
The cross is knocked down, but for you
fisherman, don't hang on it.

Dance, blue-eyed simpleton,
aim the cymbal at the moon.
Hava nagily fraction
the holy city is in fever.
The pretentious skeleton of the Temple,
like a ship to the bottom
falls in the morning,
and mouth
Yahweh
opened up, glad.

Pilate Praetorian Paul
baptizes with clanking steps.
Poison in the bronze goblet
transformed into wine.
Dance fisherman until then
until your roof collapsed.
Until your eyes go out
while it is dark in Palestine.

As long as you are a simple fisherman
and walk in disciples.
Until the covenant is written
and Rome did not drink the seven bowls.
While from undershirts
the warlike banner was not sewn.
Until brought to the altar
His body is covered with a cloak.

Still green in the hills
Lebanese cedar cosma.
Oblique beam in a dream
did you see in the morning?
Dance ...
The nail has not yet been forged,
and winter is so far away
what is possible, dancing in a dance,
frighten off dozing roe deer.

They will take off without breathing
from stones that have cooled down during the night.
Disseminate the Kidron Stream
buckets of elastic bodies.

And the cry "Shalom, Yeshua!"
will disperse the darkness
and behind her
will rise to the West East.
Is that what you, teacher, wanted?

So dance, Galilean fisherman
on the brazier of the temple slabs ...

Dance, blue-eyed simpleton,
aim the cymbal at the moon ...

While from undershirts
the warlike banner was not sewn ...

Until the nail is forged
and so far winter ...

Ten centuries will pass before
the first fire will break out ...