Текст песни Пасхальное Шествие - Чиполлино

Everyone knows where it is stored
Where it gets up and where it lies
The sun is a fiery penny.
How it shines, how it warms
Everyone knows, everyone believes -
It was and will be so.

But nobody knows
How she burns
How she glows
Cipollino's scarlet blood.

Everyone knows that it will melt
How it flows, where it flows
Snow is a milk river.
Now further, now closer
I saw, you heard
That the sky is above the ceiling

But nobody knows
That does not freeze
What does not freeze
Cipollino's scarlet blood.

But nobody knows
That she has no taste
That she is tasteless
Cipollino's scarlet blood,
Cipollino's scarlet blood,
Cipollino's scarlet blood,
Cipollino's scarlet blood,
Cipollino's scarlet blood!