ВИА - Богатырская сила - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

It’s not a formidable sky frowning, the blades do not sparkle in the steppe - these are the priests of Ilya Muromets, the students went out. Their winds pray for the victory, their thorns and crowns are waiting for their thorns, good fellow, well, well done, well done. Eh, yes we need to live beautifully, eh, but we need to live distantly, our heroic strength, the power of spirit and willpower. Our heroic rule - we need to help a friend in trouble, defend the right thing in the struggle, overcrow the silushka by force. Eh, yes we need to live beautifully, eh, but we need to live distantly, our heroic strength, the power of spirit and willpower. Eh, yes we need to live beautifully, eh, but we need to live distantly, our heroic strength, the power of spirit and willpower. "Copied from the site www.karaoke.ru"