Текст песни Ира Ежова - Готика святой Анны

Bishop of power given by God,
Signet-ring sealed with a decision:
Surrender lascivious girl Anna
Holy Fire to cleanse.

Because the sinful beauty
Men are embarrassed, ruined at once.
They saw the miracle is,
Drop the honor, lost mind.

In custody, those that caught naked
Her, shameless, at the hour of swimming,
Trembling hands, breaking voice
When they were called to the inquiry.

And in the dungeon under the magistrate,
Where honed this beauty,
Evil spirit repeatedly
Breaking bolts, locks, bars.

Executioner bad succumbed to the charms of this
Though & quot; Meserere & quot; All night he whispered,
Three times he tried to execute Anna,
But three out of the hands syakera dropped out.

So fierce fire burning,
But marvel people see:
Fire sinner hugs,
He kisses her shoulders and chest.

And solidifying the high temple,
Where hotter bronze coinage,
Belfry obseli, like a wound,
And lips whisper: & quot; Saint Anne! & Quot;