Текст песни Eldenhor - Отблески тревожных дней 2009 - 03 Чужой берег

In the future, herbs
A solution of my way,
Where Fog-Snow
In the lowlands of the rivers
In the wild waters -
Do not stretch the eye -
enchanted by
These beaches.

On my shoulders
Injuries serious.
my hair
Burned with fire.
On my face
Freezes the enemy: the blood.
Unruly
Pali Catcher!

Do not dispel me
Enchantment resistant,
Herbs drunken,
Water witchcraft.
Pali dead
Warriors are strong
Online black
Bloodied.

Hey! Seki my sword against fire!
The black whirlpool Razi, in the dark waters
Chilling face dissolved.
In a vacuum.

A handful of native land in his hands burnt
In a foreign country is the sun to me,
It warms the soul hot flame,
Warming my heart.

Black sky,
What is not visible stars.
grass Fiend
Burned with fire.
Give me to drink,
Fiend, black!
For my sword
Blood.

In the future, herbs,
Where the fog, snow
bewitched,
Tichy shore.
In the dark slough
Bury death
The black stones
Addressed.