Few MasteR.. - Среди чужих - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

In the city of winter,

Do not lose yourself in the snow

Among these onlookers.

Hear the conscience signal.

Like a bright star, a lighthouse will shine in the darkness,

He will point to the house the path where I will be needed.

Here are only strangers, there are so many false ones here, even though they would really live, do not look for good in them.

But in general, it is normal to knead poems and sins.

We do not care about the rules if you pour grief and lie without a pale.

Say: “forced”, we will prove: “They didn’t know their rules”, ”will not be enough for every knowledge, and if they punish, no one dares to continue under our banner.

Or the people will support us -

Without guilt hanged

And with the appearance of sinless

From the path of downed - not gone.

The speeches amused men and women, in the crowd someone shouted: "" Hang and burn them! ""

It seemed that that evening the lesson was learned forever,

But the hopes of the candle are quickly go out ...

Later we will forget their evil, we will elevate them to the rank of saints,

After all, not people rule the world, but the forces are dark.

In the city of winter,

Do not lose yourself in the snow

Among these onlookers.

Hear the conscience signal.

Like a bright star, a lighthouse will shine in the darkness,

He will point to the house the path where I will be needed.