Волки и вороны

May God , this night may just smells of incense
A range of high forest, dark and moldy
Is it the grace , whether it's an ambush us
Fun to the touch , but a draft on the soul
Here come with images , with images of strangers
Yes they lamps shine from the dark water
I do not remember how we got up , we went out of the room
Just remember that we must go to the warm stars

Here is a temple , so tall dark under the dome
Overlooked all eyes , but can not see a damn
I would put a candle , but all candles purchased
Lit to alcohol on the hand, but where can I get it
And all around the snow lay on all four sides
Easy barefoot in the snow , if showers are clean
And we would be lost completely when the wolves would not let the crows
They asked : & quot; Where are you going ? I suppose to warm stars ... & quot;

Nazolotili crosses navtykat where popadja
Yes traded for one wine that was given to
And in the morning with a hangover went to the river for water
And then instead of water Mongol Shudala
And we wanted to give a cheerful sign angels
Yes lost sight of them, covering their tracks
That happened to each according to his
If it were not for the light of the pure star

So what do we do , as we sing , nor for the sake of the empty hand
And if we do not sing , you burn in a vacuum
And sing and not finish singing , you will come for me Orlik
Bold eyes yes on mutoy water
Just let them go , I do bird black
Look, I've got nowhere to run - even meter and ice
So I'll cover you, and you me , wolves yes crows
What would someone came to the net star

And now with the fact that the darkness under the dome
What now with the fact that not fucking seen
And now with the fact that all candles are purchased
After all, if there is no fire , we know where to get it
And maybe it is true that there is no way , except for the turn,
And no hands for miracles , except those that are clean .
And still we warmed only wolves yes crows
And we are blessed to the net star