Текст песни Ира Ежова - Анна

The bishop of the power of God,
Seal ring sealed Decisions
Give lascivious girl Anna
Holy Fire at cleansing.
But that sinful its glory
Men captivated, ruined at once,
And those at the sight of such a miracle
Drop the honor, lost mind.
Those who have seen the girl naked
Her contempt hour swim,
Trembling hands, breaking voice,
When they were in the line-up.
Executioner that succumbed to her charms,
And spells all night he whispered:
& quot; Oh, Anna, Anna, Saint Anne,
Oh, Anna, Anna, Saint Anne! & Quot;
And a huge fire burning,
And marvel people see:
Fire maid hugs,
Caressing her shoulders and chest.
And froze the fire a barrage of high-
Blacker than black metal,
And all the people, and the old Bishop
All the whispering chorus: & quot; Saint Anne! & Quot;
& quot; Saint Anne, forgive us sinners
Because your soul ruined,
Saint Anne, we will build the temple
In honor of the virgin that was called lascivious! & Quot;