VURDALAK
Yu.Klinskikh
And I loved the girl, at night I walked with her,
But she was not the one for whom I took,
I wore crosses in my ears, was "metal metal" then
But I fell in love with the girl for a smile.
Oh, oh, I fell in love with this girl!
Oh, oh, I fell in love with this girl!
I somehow took off the crosses, tied me up with "metalism",
I gave her flowers, but I lost the gift of speech:
Suddenly her fangs were exposed and she clung to her like cancer
And I realized that she is a real ghoul!
Oh, oh, I fell in love with a ghoul!
Oh, oh, I fell in love with a ghoul!
The eyes of the body have become gray with the smell of death,
The golden braid turned blue then
And her smile, face decoration,
Only deadly agony in the dead man's face!
Oh, oh, I fell in love with a ghoul!
Oh, oh, I fell in love with a ghoul!
What happened to me, and I loved her,
But I did not know that she was a resident of the graves,
She died in the time of Tsar Peter,
And now, because of her, I did not live up to the morning!
Oh, oh, I fell in love with a ghoul!
Oh, oh, I fell in love with a ghoul!