Текст песни Ad Libitum - Духи подземной реки

Six crystal hills
Calls and thin as the ice in the spring,
He stood with his eyes closed ,
Not hearing how his name was
The spirits of the underground river .
The spirits of the underground river ...

North South West East:
He - the lord of the country.
The wind in the face, in the back - the knife.
The blood boil like wine,
When it is poured into a glass.
When poured into a glass
The spirits of the underground river ...