Текст песни Зуша - Владимир

Kiev covered the night and darkness, only the guards did not close their eyes,
The bells are sleeping in the bells, only in the fire does the fire burn.
And the pale as the chalk, scurrying around the corridors of the servant, -
Vladimir was seriously ill, and death is visible in his illness.
In delirium, he rushes about like a beast, drives the monks away, and the brothers
Is calling. Yes, it's too late now - this is how the curses come true.
In the spacious upper room of an empty Veles the evil spirit is in the air.
The prince would like to find rest, but he dies otherwise ...

You are ill, prince, and your hand is weak,
You do not recognize even a servant, nor a slave.
Do not get a loan to find you the promised peace -
Although there are many guards everywhere, you can hear the wolf howl.
Empty, cold on the bed, only your wheeze: "God, God ..."

Beats midnight, beats - in a clearing in the woods
Waiting for the prince, waiting for the will of the eternal Veles.
Tatyu will jinx the moon with a black cat for a month ...
In the morning, do away with him, disappear, like smoke.

White hearse and monks are woeful mournful moan,
The gods sat around the bed - what is it, whether the dream is il?
If you renounced faith, you are homeless, like a dog -
That’s your Jewish Christ’s good laugh!
Your soul writhes, only the gods are in no hurry ...

Beats midnight, beats - in a clearing in the woods
Waiting for the prince, waiting for the will of the eternal Veles.
Tatyu will jinx the moon with a black cat for a month ...
In the morning, do away with him, disappear, like smoke.

You were in power when Novgorod baptized with fire
In the name of Christ, Perunia, the groves are bright hacked,
Temples laid piously, shrines temples,
And the Magi with a sword would knock on the vine at night ...
You didn’t believe that you would be punished - what are you afraid of now, prince ?!

Muddy water, morning dew, dark black birds and lightning lightning,
The bitter smoke of herbs, the green of the oak forests, the thunder of menacing clouds, the wind of the blue steep,
The flood of rivers, the voice of cripples, the rustling of the waves, the sound of silence,
The heat of the clear days, the cries of the children, the hand of the executioner, the gleam of the sword,
Choke, dam, get stuck, get lost,
Fall, fall, fall straight down,
And deaf, shouting, and go blind in the eyes,
Always circle around in this mournful way,
Always live in pain and wallow in the blood,
Suffer death to death, there is no way for you to heaven
Let not your look pray - there is no way for you to hell
And so that the spirit may live, grieving, let everyone remember you!

Beats midnight, beats - in a clearing in the woods
Waiting for the prince, waiting for the will of the eternal Veles.
Tatyu will jinx the moon with a black cat for a month ...
In the morning, do away with him, disappear, like smoke.

Let the centuries run by the river under the imposed cross
The spirit of the tongues will not be reconciled with either prayer or fasting.
And so that the bitter was bitter, let you, like a terrible poison,
Will die the vision of how Perun people honor!
Beats midnight, beats!

Beats midnight, beats - in a clearing in the woods
Waiting for the prince, waiting for the will of the eternal Veles.
Tatyu will jinx the moon with a black cat for a month ...
In the morning, do away with him, disappear, like smoke.
Beats midnight, beats - in a clearing in the woods
Waiting for the prince, waiting for the will of the eternal Veles.
Tatyu will jinx the moon with a black cat for a month ...
In the morning, do away with him, disappear, like smoke.