Текст песни Мартиэль - Белая Дорога

Oh, if I'm crazy
yes to four sides
White expensive, where darkness,
Through the doubt black?
And if not the God of Kocherga,
That's not the hell of the candle I.
Life for three roads - Katorga,
I go to look for the fourth.

The first road is all in war,
War with me, the war with you,
And the second will lead to the wall,
what will be called - the truth
The third will go where ice,
fragments of dreams, ash bridges,
And the fourth will find only one
Who lived three who are ready for her.

And the fourth - throughout life,
in star placer
Only for the thread silver hold on,
What is thrown to you.
And the thread of love spins
What is created by you
And the thread is held on the blood,
What are you distributed.

Oh, if I'm crazy
Yes, on four sides?
On the road Belaya - Light Sum,
In the marched - stars and crows?
Silver thread, knie
Way in the winds, driving glass.
White road - hold,
Do not give burn life
Do not let be evil!