Текст песни Мартиэль - Душно мне, тошно в раю...

Stuffy me sick in paradise!
Release into the wild, you my soul. The north wind desert
It burns my breath Star song.
There, far away between rocks
Beats stone fountain, like blood to his temple,
Rushing to the wild horses,
Pierce the horizons of gray clouds.
I would drink water,
I would wash my eyes burning light of the star,
Go on a horse's back -
And then God's wrath will not catch me.
And catch up - I'm sorry:
Disperse bridges, would stop the way.
But still without roads
I go to the east - will not keep God -
Having become the lute in hand,
Becoming a silver piece of ice at the bottom of the spring,
Drink golden wind
And a star burn dawn in the morning.