Текст песни Дорога Водана - Дорога на эшафот

When sentenced
Through the words of the blind judge,
When I get help from the bench,
And the executioner sharpen your ax
When expectations are to be held
The boring hours of sleep,
When I finally opened my eyes
And my time expires,

When I wash the face,
I shave and brush your hair,
Those who came after me sincerely smile
And with them will come down on the porch,
Breathe in the scent of the morning,
With a smile, I look around,
With confidence in the fact that going to die,
Leave an empty dungeon.

I go on the road ahead,
His last song
Zonked convoy sing
On the way to the scaffold.
And the whirlpool of life
Gone, leaving no trace,
When it passed me to the end
The road to the scaffold.