Текст песни И.Скворцов - Крестясь и ругаясь

Cross and cursing,
from time immemorial.
Patching holes
shabby fret.
Cross and cursing,
what else?

The new laws,
funny resolution.
Drunken pogroms
sales revolution.
In the cook pot
riots.
Under the burning powder
increasing pressure.

Secret signs,
clear signs.
The dead heroes
laughing ghosts.
Languishing brew
t cook hands.
Soon we alive
soon...

Cross and cursing,
from time immemorial.
Patching holes
shabby fret.
Cross and cursing,
what else?

Cross and cursing,
from time immemorial.
Through closed eyelids
the beauty of sight.
Cross and cursing,
breathe its last.

Hovered at the edge.
Eyes over the precipice.
Cross and cursing,
ragged & quot; & quot ;. Shasta
The smell of burning
crawl creature.
Yells obscurantism,
klatsat fall.

The smoke over the city
I hid pogroms.
The smoke over the city,
night howling wildly.
The smoke over the city,
We do not remember who we are.
The smoke over the city.
Smoke ...

Cross and cursing,
from time immemorial.
Through closed eyelids
the beauty of sight.
Cross and cursing,
breathe its last.