Проект Синдром - Песнь IV
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The rain will wash away the traces of those wandering
In dense forests in a wide field
The lead velvet of oppressive clouds
Fills the soul with the darkness of bondage

The shackles are pressing harder and harder
Strips flesh from living bones
And the thought spins faster
Quickly fall into the arms of death

There were more than a hundred of them at first
Unbroken children of Rus'
But how many were buried along the way?
On the mournful highway along the path


Live life without crossing a river
Be stronger!Find freedom
Now let you walk to the ringing of the chain
Anger into a fist and endure like Christ

Swing the whip and the pain will cut the flesh
Be brave, you can overcome
There is only one goal: return to your native land
Repay the offenders for everything!


The light will go out in empty eyes
And the names of familiar faces will be covered in smoke
The day is looking more and more like delirium
But this world cannot be different

Among the crowd, with burning eyes
The only one who saved his rage
Jaromir walked, penetrated by the winds
Ready for whatever God has ordained

And under the whip of his tormentors
He didn't break down, he remembered everything
The sword of grandfather and father in the hands of strangers
Will not let your mind sink to the bottom



To live life is not to cross a river
Be stronger, find freedom
Now let you walk to the ringing of the chain
Anger into a fist and endure like Christ

Swing the whip and the pain will cut the flesh
Be brave!You can overcome
There is only one goal: return to your native land
Repay the offenders for everything!