Текст песни Игорь Бурмистров - Травяной покров земли

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The grass cover of the Earth
I rented the shovel
I notice three by three
And I get down to work
It will be a dead man
A warm house in winter and summer
Still better than the palace
With vannoyu and toilet
With the wonderful view from the window
On the neighboring tombs
Off the bench to wife
I cried at the head
And when she dies
Calm down next to her husband
Only the full moon
Float on near pool
Quietly opened the door
Go forth full of loves
The creatures of God, the son and daughter
And go to the smell of blood
And up to third cocks
According to an ancient rite
That beautiful, ancient call
Will they drive by hail
But as soon as night chase
Shouts Dawnbringer
The dead go away
The solution is in the darkness of the crypt