Люба Верс - Греми
текст песни

The air is crushed by anxiety
Clouds on the gray sky
As if nature itself, being a strict lady
Mercy has changed to anger
Bam-bam, bam-bam-bam, bam-bam-bam, bam-bam-bam
Rattle the sideboards with saucers until you hate the light
Oh, how sinners hit their foreheads against the hard crust of the earth
Thunder, thunder, thunder
Bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam-bam-bam
The city bends its knees in fear
Face to face with a cloudy sky
The steps to the clouds are lined with fear of weather phenomena
And bursts from their midst
Bam-bam, bam-bam-bam, bam-bam-bam, bam-bam-bam
Rattle the sideboards with saucers until you hate the light
Oh, how sinners hit their foreheads against the hard crust of the earth
Thunder, thunder, thunder
Bam-bam-bam-bam, bam-bam-bam-bam
No matter how sinful foreheads may be
Pain under the gray sky "bam"
Until the spiritual limit is exhausted
Let the whole world thunder around you
Bam-bam, bam-bam-bam, bam-bam-bam
Rattle the sideboards with saucers until you hate the light
Oh, how sinners hit their foreheads against the hard crust of the earth
Thunder, thunder, thunder
Bam-bam-bam, bam-bam-bam