Текст песни Satarial - Я смерть принимаю на воле

You will not see ,
How weak wolf
Lacan toothless milk.
I'll leave,
When you fall asleep ,
Licking your tongue .
You're not upset ,
Thinking : " Betrayed "
I accept death in the wild .
And you will not see ,
Silver gray
And legs weakened by pain.
And I will take
His last fight,
Closed their teeth on the nape of the enemy .
And in the world,
Where ever the moon is shining ,
I will remember you.
As in an unequal battle ,
Always winning ,
Gordo 's face pressed to you .
And your hands
dopey puppy
Again lick .
Tell him -
This is my request -
So , as they called me .