Текст песни Странствие льда - Дорога

The road stretches up through the clouds
Black River turned into a thread
Grey love became brighter
And it does not matter that the night has died
Grief drives dawn tremor
But the sun burned his eyes bustle
And we are waiting for a few more years ...

At home, the devil looking out the window
The holiday came, but did not become wine
Gryzёm his flesh, looking at the stars
The wind tears as the foliage of the year
But I am someone said that there is still hope
So go to it ...

And I've written 10,000 poems
But what good is this if they do not finish?
I gave my body in the service of the gods
But it has opened only the law void
I lay down on the ground and my roots, broken up, sprouted
I would stay here forever
But time makes further to go ...