Текст песни ZAVARKA - Отступники

Woe, joy
We continue the way
Young, old
The helmet does not allow you to breathe
In the battlefield
They performed in vain
Arrows Stones
Everything seems to be gone

Gloomy hour
Blood and atlas
We retreat into the shadow
We want us
Return to the houses
Knocked down the doors from the loops

And nobody
Do not belong
Serving only for yourself
Music movement
Living passion
Happiness on this earth

Arrows with patterns
Stopped, collected
The sky is hidden with soot
Sweet victory
They did not have a fullest
But the outcome is inevitable

here we
We will spin in the dance
But how they did not want to stay
Feasts with victories
More
We will not go on the attack
The backs will substitute the darkness
Let him not leave stone on the stone

Midnight howl
Rain and peace
Our longing stores
We did not leave
But the chances are small
To break out of the trap

Subjected by brothers
We did not bake
Our bodies lie
Wandering souls BUT
If only calling
I took them with me

Arrows with patterns
Stopped, collected
The sky is hidden with soot
Sweet victory
They did not have a fullest
But the outcome is inevitable

here we
We will spin in the dance
But how they did not want to stay
Feasts with victories
More
We will not go on the attack
The backs will substitute the darkness
Let him not leave stone on the stone

here we
We will spin in the dance
But how they did not want to stay
Feasts with victories
More
We will not go on the attack
The backs will substitute the darkness
Let him not leave stone on the stone