Lyrics Харизма - S.O.S.
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Мы получали вино за кровь
мы шли по свету под знаком пса
Когда владыка наш поднял бровь
Мы повернули к ветру паруса
Мы доберемся до святых земель
Где вместо грязи молоко и мед
Все можно одолеть - была бы цель
Все можно превозмочь - пока везет
Никто из нас не видел карт
Никто из нас не адмирал
Я знаю - нет пути назад
А впереди - белый шквал
Здесь то цунами то мертвый штиль
И страшно думать, и страшно спать
И ни живой души на сотни миль
А только ледяная, злая гладь
Эй, кто спасет наши души
Кто выручит нас
Мы кодекса не нарушим
Мы помним приказ
Эй, кто спасет наши души
От гнева небес
Эй кто-нибудь там на суше
S O S !
На нас ни славы нет, ни вины
Былых империй растаял след
Над черным облаком две луны
А у штурвала - сухой скелет...
We received wine for blood
we walked in the light under the sign of the dog
When our lord raised an eyebrow
We turned to the wind of the sail
We will reach the holy lands
Where instead of mud milk and honey
Everything can be overcome - there would be a goal
Everything can be overcome - while lucky
None of us saw the maps
None of us is an admiral
I know there is no way back.
And ahead - a white squall
Here is the tsunami then the dead calm
And scary to think, and scared to sleep
And not a living soul for hundreds of miles
But only an icy, evil surface
Hey, who will save our souls?
Who will help us out?
We do not violate the code
We remember the order
Hey, who will save our souls?
From the wrath of heaven
Hey somebody out there on land
S O S!
We have no glory, no fault
The former empires melted
Above the black cloud are two moons
And at the helm - a dry skeleton ...
we walked in the light under the sign of the dog
When our lord raised an eyebrow
We turned to the wind of the sail
We will reach the holy lands
Where instead of mud milk and honey
Everything can be overcome - there would be a goal
Everything can be overcome - while lucky
None of us saw the maps
None of us is an admiral
I know there is no way back.
And ahead - a white squall
Here is the tsunami then the dead calm
And scary to think, and scared to sleep
And not a living soul for hundreds of miles
But only an icy, evil surface
Hey, who will save our souls?
Who will help us out?
We do not violate the code
We remember the order
Hey, who will save our souls?
From the wrath of heaven
Hey somebody out there on land
S O S!
We have no glory, no fault
The former empires melted
Above the black cloud are two moons
And at the helm - a dry skeleton ...