Lyrics Канцлер Ги - Соло на испорченной флейте

My sun is sleeping behind a sick mountain
Under foreign foliage, under alien bark
The net catches its peace in the lake
Pulling pain like a tooth from the gums

Night tired guest looks out the window
Gnawing at someone's bones - she doesn't care
Accidentally shed wine on the threshold
Fresh dreams will pour from the jug

Let in the jug tom
Yes under thin ice
Solona water -
All pour
God will forgive me
And the devil whistles
Spoiled flute solo
God will forgive me
And the devil whistles
Spoiled flute solo

Strange lands, the strange world of things
It seems you are my, like nobody's
Himself and censor, and the treasurer
It was and will always be seen

Thin knots non-native ligature
Death with a scythe is dancing, laughing easily
The night goes with a jug yes bending down
In that pitcher at once wine and water

Let in the jug tom
Yes under thin ice
Solona water -
All pour
God will forgive me
And the devil whistles
Spoiled flute solo
God will forgive me
The devil whistle
Spoiled flute solo