Рыжий Канцлер Ги - Крестоносцы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

(Aut. Gi, Cholera and Arven)

The leaves fly off the trees (right in the Sena, and in the Loire, and in Garonna, and everywhere, wherever you want),

Autumn time has come (Pater Noster!)

On the hiking of the Crusader, everyone was leaning (von-barons, holodrans, without pants, but in chain mail!),

And they hung up the crosses (both on the back, and on the shoulders, and on the w ... of, and everywhere, where it went).

My lord comes for me (the absolutely perfect Albigo, he began to fight, does not know how to fight, and cannot, and does not want to),

He said, they say you will go with them (right tomorrow, at dawn, exactly at noon, as you wake up).

Mama fainted (straight from the balcony, down the cob coin, on the mare - she became furious ...),

The sister of Vinishche shed (the servant on the face is satisfied!).

Friends, put the mammane (on the balcony, as it was, down the bashchy, without mare !!!)

Friends, put the servant in the cellar to sleep (let him sleep, alcoholic),

And I, a young guy (about 17,20,30 ...)

He leaned into the holy land (right from the place, from the hay, without pants, but with crosses).

The bride runs after me (the erysipelas is kilah like a dough)

And after her father -in -law and mother -in -law (erysipelas, w ... thicker)

And this is what it led to:

I am sitting in the fortress of high (eight meters, maybe more, I do not measure - arrows are whistling!)

And to us is a master (muzzle with a crowbar, call giioma)

"Great, brothers-bonferers! (Ave Mater, Pater Noster, yours also, thank you all!)

Now on the attack by the shooting (left flank, right flank, in general, a bunch - to hell with you, run alone!) "

And now I'm running around the cranberries (on sand, on all fours, quickly and quickly - they will kill!)

Saracens rushes for me (seven for eight, eight by seven, well, erysipelas, wider than wound, just three times, maybe more, I didn’t measure ...)

And I score in an oasis (even a mirage, but not visible!)

And let this one run alone (in the desert, on the sand, to the Templars - let them cut!

Assassins fly around the sky (they smoked everything with shit, buggy, bastards that fly)

They want to fall asleep us with earth (straight down the neck, or in the ears, or even at the top of the head)

And I, a young boy (about 17,20,30, maybe more, I don’t remember)

I am lying with a severed foot (for disguise, jaw - near, eat hunting!)

My squire is suitable (call Anselm, or Adelem, or Bertrane - I do not remember!)

Let's bandage you (sickes in a rose, kos on a sicke, a dirty rag, where are my footcloths here, that they stood in the corner yesterday?)

And in the sanitary cart (he bnes, knitting needles, no wheels, and the horse died)

I’ll put it with it (for interest, I do not mind, only from behind, with my nose to the wall, between corpses, so as not to blow!)

A lot has passed since then (about 17, 20.30 - forty -eight!)

I serve as a hospitalier (do not touch it!)

The healing of the healing is the healing (from constipation, and diarrhea, and other various ailments)

The squire is a watchman (from a neighbor, a pervert, Templar, sodomit - it will seduce and will not notice!)

The crows flew to the south (to the Provence, maybe further, I do not know, they didn’t say)

The autumn time has come ... (Yoxel-Moxel)