Текст песни Скади - Через Три Моста...

Across three bridges
Carrying no cross
I passed, clean,
With peace in the world.
In the middle of fasting
The sky is birch bark
But there were bridges
Four...

A short mile.
It can be seen for a reason
In the middle of the leaf
The circle is like a dash.
The head is empty
And the water is thick
The lines are pulled into the water
Like weights.

The lips are cold.
The places here are wild
Life is not easy
As in an apartment.
Count to a hundred
Call Christ
And go.
Let it be four.