Текст песни Обрядовое Состояние Погребения - Прощальная

"Farewell"
 
Quiet in oblivion kills the river,
Tribulation and piercing the darkness dissolves.
Faithful within, you make your way to nowhere.
Fallen and again took off to the sky.
And the fire of the sun beckons me again.
 
Death in my arms.
My path bathed in the dead moonlight.
On the fate of the mountain I stand and sing a farewell song.
 
Where the birds are dying there, I left my youth.
According to the lunar road ahead rushed into fragrance
quiet seas. And what is left on the other side in the dust
It turns a proud moment. And what with a
I'll take the - the wind, only the wind ...
 
Death in my arms.
My Way, bathed in moonlight dead.
On the fate of the mountain I stand and sing a farewell song.