Текст песни мой верный брат закрой для злобы
Обновлено: 18.09.2024
Несчастный раб как громким стал твой смех
Спеша грешить веселье торопиво
Каких высот достиг в делах успех,
Иль ты познал вкус всех земных потех?
Несчастный раб ведь то тебя сгубило
Решил смеясь как жалок твой исход
Под горький плач тебя примет могила,
Так почему ступаешь горделиво?
Нежданный миг и вот пришел гонец -
Печальный вестник горя и разлуки
Земных стараний, и наступил конец.
Теперь вкуси той встречи злые муки
Мой верный брат закрой для злобы сердце
В кипящем сердце гнев - твой худший враг
Злых мыслей яд в него готов втереться
И водрузить своей победы флаг My faithful brother close to the heart of anger
At the heart of the anger boiling - your worst enemy
Evil thoughts poison him ready to wriggle
And hoisted the flag of his victory
My faithful brother with a sharp eye moody
We do not know Rabita flavor
Only a good look with the venerable quiet word
Our soul will reveal priceless treasure
Hour of reckoning has come to you,
Plesnet tear but late repentance!
Crying of my soul, before the hour of retribution!
Unhappy as a slave became loud your laugh
Hurrying sin fun toropivo
What heights reached in the affairs of success,
Or you tasted all earthly funs?
The poor servant because you ruined it
I decided to laugh, how gracious is your outcome
Under a bitter lament you take grave,
So why treading proudly?
Hour of reckoning has come to you,
Plesnet tear but late repentance!
Crying of my soul, before the hour of retribution!
An unexpected moment, and then came the messenger -
The sad messenger of grief and separation
Earth effort, and came to an end.
Now the taste of that meeting evil flour
How sharp is your opinion, what do you see now?
Shin came together in the dying groan.
Repentance your door is closed
And a wave of fire foam choke!
Hour of reckoning has come to you,
Plesnet tear but late repentance!
Crying of my soul, before the hour of retribution!
My faithful brother close to the heart of anger
At the heart of the anger boiling - your worst enemy
Evil thoughts poison him ready to wriggle
And hoisted the flag of his victory
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