Текст песни Рогатый КолоколЪ - Идолище

The sky clouds briskly run
Generously good rain ravine
Like wrinkles on the forehead of the old man
Calico edge meshing Kruchina
Among the hillsides so windbreaks
Stone Idol, worn for centuries
Moss-covered, worm-wind
Looks like pine stumps are
Distance string fly year
Trail of the temple of snow
Embossed in stone patterns chreda
Do not ever disappear
The veins oblique carved from boulders
Secrets of the Witching undertakings
Dormant for ages blind graven image
Human actions Witness
Curdling ridge rickety boards
Righteous life did not leave a trace
The walls of the hills from the eyes of store
Prince fields and meadows
Servants him rot in the ground
Among the rusty steel to the battle fields
The power of the deity died with those
Who bravely danced on the bones
Distance string fly year
Trail of the temple of snow
Embossed in stone patterns chreda
Do not ever disappear
The veins oblique carved from boulders
Secrets of the Witching undertakings
Dormant for ages blind graven image
Human actions Witness
We lived otherwise during the former,
Honestly covenants of its cherished
They drank the health of the ancient god
The name of the ancient battle went
The victim does not sparing the enemy brought,
The whip sent their sons,
Nicely strolling on the wonderful holidays
Quiet breaking the gloomy night!
Now the trail leading to the idol
It has long been overgrown with thick grass alone
Long empty space evil,
Animals bypassed by his side
Extinct the people that remembered unclean
Again, do not rise up former habitation
Only at the altar, waiting for death
According to an ancient habit of circling crows!