Текст песни Ирина Либерман - Фуга смерти

Black milk dawn we drink at sunset
We drink it at noon and in the morning we drink it on the night.
We drink it greedily
We are in the air by the ROOM grave so that there is no close

In that house a man plays with a snake and writes
In Germany, writes in the evening Zlatto Kos Your Margarita
he writes coming out of the house and the stars shine he whistles shifts dogs
he whistles the Jews dig a grave in the ground
Commands us so that they play the dance now.

Black milk dawn we drink at sunset
We drink it at noon and in the morning, we drink it in the night
We drink it greedily
In that house a man plays with a snake and writes
In Germany, writes in the evening Zlatto Kos Your Margarita
Social Claims of Your Sulauf We are in the air by the ROOM grave so that there is no close
Shouts deeper into the ground brazen other dancing play
threatens a gun he is his eyes color ice
Bleep the shovels deeper the other play the same waltz

Black milk dawn we drink at sunset
we drink it at noon and in the morning we drink it in the night
We drink it greedily
In that house a man's golden brain of your Margarita
ashes Kos Your Sullamf playing with the snake
shouts to play about death death old German maestro
Play the violins lowering the air as smoke
there your grave in the sky there will be not closely

Black milk dawn we drink at sunset
We drink him at noon Death Old German Maestro
We drink it in the morning and on the night we drink it greedily
Death Old German Maestro His Ice Color Eyes.
He labels you stitched a lead bullet he is accurate
In that house a man's golden brain of your Margarita
On us, he descends the dogs and in the wind the last shelter our
Playing with the snake and dormant Death Old German Maestro

Zlatto Kos Your Margarita
Ashes Kos Your Sulauf