Текст песни Лора Московская - Так начинались времена соборов

Tales much you keep,
Blessed city of Paris,
And for you one of them
We have tried to be clothed in verse.
Love will survive the century,
And ring rhymer
For fun you sing
Of course the gloomy days of the past.

So began the council.
In this world I come
The age of new ideas and destinies.
Reaching the stars, he ascended to the sky,
The stone and glass
His story sung.

For rock rock, day after day,
Over a century of age, with love in it,
Soars skyward handiwork,
And it changes everything around.
They change their own destiny
And troubadour and winemaker.
And without sadness and worries
Love met at the gate.

So began the council.
In this world I come
The age of new ideas and destinies.
Reaching the stars, he ascended to the sky,
The stone and glass
His story sung. (2 times)

But perish the ashes of the council.
Their final is as follows -
In our city vorvёtsya rabble.
So let them come the barbarians and thieves.
After five centuries
The world is waiting for death!
The world is waiting for death!