Текст песни Бирючий кут - Затравленный

Again, should throw all that sweet heart,
To leave without flinching in a new grief
To a fog covered all you
New alien cloudy horizon.

Nothing more than naive to not believe
And prayers forgotten not remember, no.
There was a pack of dog for a weary beast
Hounds bitten, lost track.

And wearing feet from dashing chase
Looking around wildly on the straight?
Beast in mortal anguish not moan softly
Knowing, in this world there are no miracles at all

And stepping incorrectly, drowned with a snowdrift
New trails feet trampling the firmament
he knows, yes, znaet- there in the forest thicket
Ridding will still only death