Текст песни Федора Митрофанова - Про двух братьев Лазарей

As there were two brothers, two Lazarus
but one was a brother of a rich man
and the other from was a brother of a miserable person

Here he thought up a rich man from a feast to feast
and he feasted to feast the guests he called

And in front of the gate Lazar lies
but in front of a wide wretched man

Here and zmolilse wretched from his brother
so you are a brother to a brother of a rich man
so you can not give it to you. God will pay you

And spat a rich yes away he walked away
but what are you to me for a brother, yes, you are behind your own

And here at my brother's brother is better than you
better than you have a lot of gold zlata silver
a lot of gold and silver and pearls and pearls

And the feast from feasting and kroshechki dropped
the rich man had two males

And the males walked and crozed & lt; collected & gt; whether
wretched then Lazarus wore

Here the evil God of the God hated her
Lord God is merciful Lord

And send me ka Lord of two andels
you want two You are an Hindu not an Archangel
Hosh not meek dyh nemirirnyh dies of ungenerous

Push the hook so that the soul will be turned sideways
Put my darling and look at the spear

They'll take my darling to Heaven
pus and throw my darling into the resin and into the fire

And he listened to God's lazy ego
but his solitary monotone

And I sent to Him Lord of two andels
and two He andelov dyu two archangels
meek and peaceful people of the merciful

And they took out my darling honestly and well.
put darling on the shrouds

They carried his darling to Heaven
put darling in the everlasting (i) Paradise

Then he went to the rich guests to see off
looked back home the whole flames burned

Here and zmolilse rich in the Lord God
Lord God is merciful Lord

And send me ka Lord of two andels
but two You are an angel of two archangels
meek and peaceful

Fuck my darling out honestly and well
put my darling on the cuffs

Will they carry my soul to Heaven
pus put my darling in eternal ()) Paradise

Here, and listened to God's lover of his
but the soliloquy of his rich youth

Sent to Him Lord of two andels
but he is not an architect
and the necrotic dykes of unconcerned dumbfounded

And the hook and the soul turned out sideways
put your soul on the spear

They carried his darling to Heaven
and left him darling in the resin and into the fire

Then he saw the rich from his brother
so you are brother, you are a miserable brother
so you give me a brother at least stiff water

Then answered & lt; poor & gt; from his brother
so you are a brother to a brother of a rich man

We lived on the earth did not know each other and did not drink or did not feed
and then the toper would have given those brothers drunk to feed them
my will is not my will, and the Lord's will