Lyrics Эшелон - Песня пьющих Солнце

2. This song is people
drinking the Sun from round jugs.
This is a hair tangle, a waterfall of lights.
peeling neck and back.
This is the hounds fiery felt.
catching the beast howl
this is a mad tornado
on charred foreheads
barefoot copperfoot heroes.

The attack on the sun.
The attack on the sun.
We will capture the sun!
We will capture the sun!

2. Our heart
took a swing from the earth
wind speed and tide severity.
Our sleepy smack
we could
curl your teeth
lions redheaded.
We are open
The best joy in the world:
Beneath us trembles
Saddled wind!

Naked riders
With fiery hands
Heave whips
Horses reared.

The attack on the sun.
The attack on the sun.
We will capture the sun!
We will capture the sun!

3. Our ancestors -
iron, water and fire.
Our wives
fed by the sun children.
Our copper beards smell like earth
our palms are drenched in sweat fields.
Our joy is thick
and heated with blood
she has every horseman
how hot juvenile headboard
irritation first love.
Throwing the hooks of the stairs at the stars
stepping on skulls
dead friends
we rise to the sun through the air
fabulous horde of people.

Those that died - died in the fight.
The sun serves as their grave.
Their courage thunders
in the battle tube
shuddering like bullish veins.

The attack on the sun.
The attack on the sun.
We will capture the sun!
We will capture the sun!

4. Smoke bloody drops of grapes
brick pipes, spinning, roaring.
On a foggy curtain
days inflamed by fires
in this lava of stars,
in this irrepressible flood
people are rushing
hot firemans horses,
tearing the pure sky
the ends of the charred spears.

5. The earth is copper,
copper sky
the whole universe is a pool of fire.
Sing the song of the sun.
We sing ...

per. Bagritsky Edward, song edition - D.Chernoy