Текст песни Ольга Арефьева - Вавилон

Because we have been generous,
Jha will not deprive us of bread -
His mercy careless
And it pours on everybody.

For the fact that we were generous
And all were given ridiculous -
Bullets have liked,
Angels are flying to us.

For the fact that we were beautiful,
Jah do not deprive us of strength,
Even when bezrybe
Drained from the veins warm.

Jah do not deprive us of strength
And give us a piece of dust,
Clay, which form
Gives, loved exceedingly.

For the fact that we had people
Jha will not deprive us of death,
We are with him will laugh
Over the long, long movie.

Jha does not judge anyone,
It just all these wagging,
The exuberant palette of death
Mixing light and dark.

On the road to Babylon
I lost my tower,
But I met pandemonium
Harlots, languages ​​and coins.
On the road to Babylon
It was fun and scary to me.
On the way to this city, I met
The fact that it is no more.