Гакхан - Кошка
текст песни

You know yourself, your whole life is a game
For born yesterday;
Only the Cheron Raven knows
Who will suffer until the morning.

The raven extinguishes the light in the case
It will not give advice;
That's why the raven is black
And he lives three hundred years.

Life is a black cat with a white tail
Life is a black cat with a white tail
With a white fluffy tail.

I see traces in the snow.
People go in boots,
And behind them is the old death
The curves crawls.

A loop hangs for an oak,
And under it the cheese is earth -
Everything has long been ready
The fool of fun for.

Life is a black cat with a white tail
Life is a black cat with a white tail
With a white fluffy tail.

You, like me, came from the mountain,
You do not know the whole game.
Who will break, who will call
We do not know for the time being.

I am a blacksmith of my misfortune
You are a blacksmith of your misfortune
I won’t go with you
And you don't go with me.

After all, life is a black cat with a white tail
Life is a black cat with a white tail
With a white fluffy tail.

I am that raven on the oak
I sing in my pipe.
Whoever you are, I'm no less,
Roll your lip.

Oak under the stars in the forest
Holds the earth by weight,
While he is saving me
Maybe I'll save you