Текст песни Fort Royal - Ловите ведьму

catch the witch

(A. Avdeev)

Tribe people of truth inhale fumes.
Witch is not sleeping, cooking broth navih spell.
As with hard wax candles,
Truth pours poison into the brain.

Truth is one, but it is not available,
Looking me, but before I wall.
Someone wants to lie to cover up,
He wants to poison the truth.

Catch the witch - Hey!
Enough bickering!
Finish her place -
Bring on the fire!
Dark spirit and proud temper
Fire cured, so be it.
Then we'll see who was right.

Broken peace in the hearts of confusion and pain.
Truth - the voice - as if calling for a,
But not everyone can understand,
How do they live and not lie.

Catch the witch - Hey!
Enough bickering!
Finish her place -
Bring on the fire!
Dark spirit and proud temper
Fire cured, so be it.
Then we'll see who was right.

Hey, who is not with us,
So, against us.
Only once lied,
But like the hundredth time.

Who is calling from a dream,
Here circle wall.