Текст песни Нателла Болтянская - Сократ

When will hassle fights
For the right to the point,
When your spearmen old
The executioners put on armor ,
When the carve-up of dings and awards
Brew distemper
Fill Single bowl of wise Socrates,
Pour us hemlock .

Do not argue with a fool , because the spores are empty,
Though not necessary,
And the proud consciousness of his innocence
Bryakay not that rusty weapons!
Get away from the window , not looking at the parade
Plebeians inflated ,
Fill Single bowl of wise Socrates,
Pour us hemlock

I remember , and you walked these systems ,
Guided Pallas ...
They win, you only train - not a jackal
Unrequited tear carrion.
Let there be a hundred times a mile and wishes
Rest a minute !
Fill Single bowl of wise Socrates,
Pour us hemlock !