Текст песни Башня Rowan - Волонтёр

In the gray twilight layer of clouds,
overhanging clouds,
heavy clouds,
I woke up and hit me in the ear a hoarse cry,
the raucous call of horns,
heavy call horns.
I threw off the blanket, I pulled on the shirt,
shirt pulled,
chainmail pulled,
I got up and went to the Great War,
the great war,
great war.
 
glowing dark star in the gray sky,
strange star,
deep star
In the wet gray mist I'm going nowhere,
food anywhere,
I'm going nowhere.
Breast pushing crude shroud,
continuous veil,
veil of mist
I have food and meals in the great war,
the great war,
great war.
 
Days goes unnoticed, as in a dream,
in a gray veil,
in shaky shroud.
I'm going, thinking of the Great War ...