There’s anger in their skin, it’s just a style for them,
They move with murder in their veins,

By cardboard filled – in doors they pass the day like whores
And kiss their innocence away

Chorus:

Scorpio rising, scorpio rising, scorpio rising, it’s on the wind

Эту жизнь отдам таким профессорам, кто знает как глубок порок
И что любовь – игра, расстреливать время,
встать на колени как урок.

Their lives are analyzed by intellectual types who know the depth of their disease,
And love is just a game to pass the hours away,
To spend in deference on your knees

Chorus:
Восход скорпиона, восход скорпиона, восход скорпиона на ветрах

Chorus.
Scorpio rising, scorpio rising, scorpio rising, it’s on the wind

it’s on the wind

it’s on the wind
Восход скорпиона, восход скорпиона, восход скорпиона на ветрах

на ветрах

на ветрах