Lyrics Пангур Бан - Варавва

tired of competing
About the one who didn’t love whom
Thick white knot
Falling down without strength
Like hands of a clown.
We are living examples
Just as the bow does not touch the strings, but sings -
And the only question is:
Who will shoot
first ...

one.
My gloomy Russian -
You will leave slowly
With a blanket spreading his arms
Thundering in the shoulders ...
In a halo of purple foam
On a cowberry bandage
I'll leave you smoldering ...
Searing smoldering in the shoulders ...
Waiting for guests.

2.
We are tired of competing
About the one who didn’t love whom
Thick white knot
Falling down without strength
Like hands of a clown.
We are living examples
Just as the bow does not touch the strings, but sings -
And the only question is:
Who will shoot
first ...

3.
We are tired of competing
And measured by the wisdom of the eyes -
Our speeches are sharp
And bodies are like pillars
Continuous and durable.
In this damned house
Where the dead masked faces trust in us
I am writing our novel
Leaving between the lines
Russian broken stroke.

chorus:
Ertrud's Black Book - no pages, only burns ...
In human nodes - only angry memory ...
You will know Her when you meet the barrel
We will stay with Her -

And Barabbas will forgive me ...
And Barabbas will forgive me ...
And Barabbas will forgive me ...
And Varrava will forgive me ...
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My gloomy Russian -
You lie down
Looking around my screaming torn mouth
New scarlet eye socket ...
In this damned world
Where the moss became more tender than your smile could be -
I don’t know the notes that look like crying
On a shot bird ...

(chorus)
The Black Book of Ertrud ....
In the human nodes ...
You will recognize Her ...
We will stay with Her -
And Barabbas will forgive me.