Текст песни Eutonazia Kordax - Зимняя Полифония

The funeral wind plays with snow
Sleep under the ice of the age-old city,
The sea froze in its last movement
Water shimmers dead under the snow.

Punching a path in the desert of ice
Lead-colored alarming water
The ship rushes, the word "war" breathes,
The polar gods emerged from the crypt.

A swarm of the dead howls on deck,
Pulling the ropes covered with snow
Shaking off the frost, throwing off the chains of shackles,
The sail will be saturated with the north wind.