Аквариум / Борис Гребенщиков Death of King Arthur ^минус

Of Lancelot du Lake tell I no more1
But this by leave these ermytes seven.
But still Kynge Arthur lieth there,
And Quene Guenever, as I you newyn.
 
And Monkes that are right of lore
Who synge with moulded stewyn,
Ihesu, who hath woundes sore,
Grant us the blyss of Heaven.
 
And Monkes that are right of lore
Who synge with moulded stewyn,
Ihesu, who hath woundes sore,
Grant us the blyss of Heaven.