Текст песни Лора Бочарова - Братство прокаженных

Rings , my bell , ring
On the field , the sun scorched ,
There were days , there have been days .
When I was not a leper !

The cholera year we were born ,
From smallpox bend the mind ,
I escaped from the plague ,
What caught the leprosy itself .

We collect all the patients
And with the song go capitals .
Nobody sees how smart
By sacking our faces .

There is no jealousy , no evil ,
It has long subsided , our moans
Sometimes I think heaven
It looks like a brotherhood lepers !