Исихаст - Порука круговая
текст песни

I was born in the Khabarovsk Territory
What truth does the native prepare
Circular guarantee
Russia yearns for paradise
One Lord will punish me with thieves

The sandal is smoldering
Sandali stopped
I searched for the power of the hero

A jacket with tags
They took it by the scroll
Swarked behind the shirka
In the kefir fog
Dull kafirs
The blue souls mumbled their souls

Where to go in the dark allery?
Bulk jackets
Coaching their teeth
Crazy sled
Suras shred on a collar
Read like a news with a fool

Kadyrov’s attack aircraft dance
Jump to the beat of the kadyki
Stone bags are torn

Jesus does not graze before the Buddha
I will not condemn the road slanting
Old forest belt

Look at the raw pine
On moss under a hoof

The wind knocks the vessels
He throws light dew

I don't pick you cards
I'll touch you with my hand
Remove longing
Pretense
I will take in a funny wagon to a hot fire

The bush burns in the wind
Without fire in the morning
I will shake off a cigarette Peter
Lavender is rewinding

With thick resin of the old oak
Murdered hiphers in pipes
Gundas in microphones
In stuffy clubs

In heavy clubs of fat smoke
They will not raise so much gold
How much can not be carried away

The stem itself knows where to grow
The bird knows where it is better
Nest

The shepherd knows where the misfortunes
What is the point in the truth if not to row

The nightingale is hot whistle
Ivory

Closure is a circular native
You forgive me
Save and save me
The face of St. Nicholas

Why the convoys bark
Tell the bark of carved
Madly Moscow painted
Otherwise I lose consciousness

The treasury
I remove the shit magnet
In one touch

In one touch