Текст песни Северный Лес и Шунема - Всё Тлен

My Gods cannot be trampled.
Centuries pass in serene peace.
The sun will rise, the forest will stand
Awakening the initially alive in the blood.

There will be gentle rain, there will be a smell of the earth.
Ships will sail away forever,
And progress will return to the origins again.
Where the dirty city was noisy, the Forest will begin to rustle.

All ashes ...