Текст песни Michael Curran - Montagues and Capulets

Color, City of Peter and simple
Steadfastly as Russia,
Siege ! attack! angry waves
As thieves climb into the window. Chelny
With a running glass hit the stern .

Trays under wet shroud ,
The wreckage of the huts , timber, roofing ,
Goods thrifty trade
Possessions pale poverty
Storm demolished bridges,

Coffin with blurred cemetery
Floating on the streets !
people
Sees God's wrath and punishment awaits.
Alas ! all killed , blood, and food!
Where will I get it?