Текст песни Записки Неизвестного - СТРАСТЬ

I breathe in the smell of autumn to blёva ,
I love a woman's heart storublёvo ...
A Russian soul, just try , vystoni !
Death , seeing , on a stone pier ,
& quot; Lord, forgive & quot; - Whispered apologetically ,
Tongue bells jester cap .

I used to know ,
What is weak, knew that a sinner ,
But bloody lips juice cherries ,
Tempting , szyvala on a snowy bed ...
Nor as many opportunities as desired.
In the mirror of time - the sun younger.
Paper hand touched spontaneously ...

Hid under the blanket of the soul from God,
Eating honey truth flesh.
At the perpetrators looked important and strictly ,
Feeling , but believing against ...

Life is a continuous running whirlwind ...
Iron belt girded passions ,
Orally treated kindly beauty - death !
Permissible measure uёbanny in meat!

And when indeveli in the arms of passions -
In the baptismal font stoked devils ...

And we were happy again and beautiful,
Love , innocent, pure and passionless ...