Тим Скоренко - Кампо ди Фьори - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Poems by Julia Bobrova

Heresy was fraught at all times,

Those who dared to think are doomed

Blood to write names on the apsids of fate,

With torture units are engaged,

It’s probably not destined to die out -

The infection of plague freemen is transmitted,

How many of them were shot and burned,

Neither poison nor dust helps!

Kampo Di Fiori will again announce Kuterom,

A large funeral bonfire is complicated for fame,

The mouth will open the toothy lady-tulle,

The unclean hands are already in anticipation.

Spray from the hem is tired, go, wipe

The inquisitor himself and the old hard worker.

He obviously did not want to die at all

In a festive flame, like Easter Kalach,

Only in reality it happened a little wrong

Here he is sitting in anticipation, sadly harsh,

Knowing: you can not lose non

The right idea in which blood is involved.

They heard the stones as he gradually timid.

Well, Nolanian, go, checking the calculation!

Where a gap shines in the history of physics,

The execution of the exclamation mark of the stigma will bake.

Be non -beating hard, stepping into the fire,

What is this trembling mortal flesh?

They drove the van for the van.

On the day when the crazy gardener hired.

They were in this fatal chain of losses,

Who surpassed the stool with their intellect.

Everything is said, there is now left now

Go out to the square and burn outlessly burn there.

* Campo CHEA FUIRI - a rectangular square in the center of Rome, halfway between Piazza Navon and Palazzo Farneze.

The fact that the Campo Fuori for a long time was held by public executions, recalls the statue of Jordano Bruno, which was installed in 1889 at the place where the philosopher was burned;

* APSID - a protrusion of a building, semicircular, faceted or rectangular in plan, blocked by a half -bonno (conchu) or closed hemisphere.

* Bruno Nolanets - nickname Jordano Bruno