Текст песни Svaskalver - Осень

Somewhere forever lost the summer sun,
In the golden fields, in the emerald wildlife forests,
Again imperceptibly woven dry palm
In the yarn of green velvet blood of her mountains.
And, devoid of the former strength, broke a dream
This world does not deserve peace in the flame of times.
He burns down her dumb and ash mocking the rain.

Soon the sky will be lit by flashes of lightning
From the dungeon, clouds for freedom will break through thunder.
The wind will be afraid of the recalcitable heads of the crown
Before his queen in a deep bow.

The dream broke. This world
Do not deserve rest in the flame of times.
He burns down her dumb and ash mocking the rain.

Ceranny sleep sleep,
Like the wind in the wings of flames of time
He burns and interlocks with dust rain.