Текст песни ГЕVAL - Третий Рим

Here, the battle scenes emerge from memory
In gilded frames from under the crust of brains
And they look from under the mud
Stars from the facades of the capital's houses.
He looks at the harmony of contradictions,
From the old world to a new world
Eternal wanderings, rebirths,
The victorious Soviet empire.

Chorus
The greatness of Stalin's Empire
And in the windows of your dome,
Iron faces of the Titans,
Molten bells,
The symphony of the church and the menacing kings,
Was Philofei writing about this?
Third Rome.

From simple primordial values ​​of the world
Before revolutionary ideas,
From the incorrupt relics of the Holy Orthodox
Before embalmed leaders.
You devoured the human from the hands of the master,
Wore on his forehead the seal of Cain,
He was holy, like a soldier, hoping for a miracle,
Kissing the image of Christ with the kiss of Judas.
But the shadow of the future always looks back
In Constantinople, Tsar Grad.

Chorus
The greatness of Stalin's Empire
And in the windows of your dome,
Iron faces of the Titans,
Molten bells.
The symphony of the church and the menacing kings,
Was Philofei writing about this?
Third Rome.