Текст песни Melnar - Долина Высохшей Реки

Tiha Valley of the dried river,
Nobody will disrupt her
The deceased edge of the fire is dried,
And heat breathe red sands.

Wrinkle old channel without flux
Between the banks gaps emptiness
And fascinated and thick air
And heat dried by a sewer.

No eye to see this castle,
All life passed many years ago;
Extraction of death wound a marvelous garden
What is now getting thinning ...

But maybe that in the soil seeds
In depths lie, lost and naga,
Still able to germinate from moisture,
So that life is revived?

So that the fruit gave the vine's pig
Earth stretching the power manifested itself ...
Desert waiting frozen
Bearing fertile rain thunderstorms ...

Poet his verse broadcast lonely
And this place is his soul,
That in the bustle did not rush
Under the feet of the disasters.