Юрий Наумов - Азиатская месса
текст песни

Mother,
Monotonous rhythm
This is somewhere there ...
You hear
The Tamtams of Rome beat
Drive on the heels
Years on the heels
Manna...-
This is a hellish wind
Asian wind
Wears in mirage
Mother,
If I don't shine,
Are I in the world
Place to run?

The sun, rebelled in the east,
The West will come out sideways
The massacre for the glory of Allah -
The head on the block ... with God!

Mother,
I'm out of work
Lived - did not know
That there is a limit ...
But, mom!
I am at the limit!
He converted me:
Stars, losing his eyes,
Poured nails under the feet
Oh chilling happiness -
Inhale this air
Standing at the edge ...

The sun, stumbled on the West,
Brah again
From the east
The light will flash for a moment
Braging through the eyes
current
Again
Will return to the origins
Mother,
Leaving us before the deadline
Mother!
Impenetrable darkness!
I'm following those
Who is without repentance, trying to tear their chains,
In the incinerating Keif, he broke at the target,
Being caught in the sight ...

Opium...
Salt min
Blood drip blood
This is somewhere here ...
In the top,
Maybe in Europe
A cry will be heard
Who was walking in a fiction
But, mom,
So it was everywhere
Mother,
So it will be everywhere ?? !!

Mom, (Nowher)
No place for flight
Mom, (No Way)
No money for revenge
I could only tear out the sound
From a mess of future disasters -
Asian Mass ...

But we will go beyond the limit everywhere and together
We will go beyond the limit everywhere and together
Let's leave for the limit everywhere and together
Outside the limit - together ...

But, mom!
What should I do? -
I can’t get a place!
Oh mom, Nowherhe
Oh mom, no way
Mom ... Nowher, no way ...

Asian Mass ...