Текст песни Пляски мага - Весна покажет

Spring show

I Gray evening, the snow outside the window,
And you're still the same one, with his lump.
He presses his throat, blocking the cry,
Tantrum will result in a quiet, tired wheeze.
I do not have to rush forces, and no strength to win,
I have only myself to convince
What I'm still the one still ahead
I want so much to believe in the bright days!

Pr-in: Yemaya Assessu
Assessu Yemaya
Yemaya Olodo
Olodo Yemaya

II But to hell with everyone and my magic
My children's fears go on the bottom.
You gave me a push, I was beaten,
But I'm still alive, with that same bullet in his temples.
Shabby, broken, but still on his feet
And accumulates power as the will in his mouth.
Getting ready to pounce as the angry animal.
Spring, a demonstration of our losses.