Текст песни Феликс Ильин - Если мир летит к чертям, Совесть самый тяжкий крест....

White snow as white prisoner,
Death, as the dog lying at his feet.
You are the one in all the land -
Myself and the enemy, and God.
Where to go now?
And who now serves?
From the fork in two ways:
On the right the honor, and life on the left.

Blood warmed steel blade ...
O Lord, for what I do?
All took just robbed,
Soul took, pain invested.

Whether scaffold, or temple,
Whether an angel, or a devil.
If the world is flying to the devil,
Conscience - the heavy cross.
Snow in the eyes, lead to the temple.
Crawl would doterpet.
We see no other ways:
Direct debt and the same death.

At the heart of no heat, no light,
Lord, forgive me ...
All of it, leave forever
Only the white snow ...