Текст песни 2 - Black Train - Водяной

- Water -

She sewed July sometimes
Mushroom traveler
How many were their
Although oblique kosi.
And from joy big
He was lost
For Aukal shouted
And heard moan

And the voice of the traveler hears
You help me
And if you do not serve me
Now hands
No strength to help
There will be an eternal night!

He went to the swamp
There is a man gray
Only the ball sticks out one
Only over water
Pattern hand stretched out
That grabbed it
And desperately rvanow
Sacrifice Utopil


And how many people
Like you at the bottom
I have stored
They did not know
That I live here for a long time
And they are afraid of me
Who knows always
Swamp mine around
For the mile by ourselves
After all, I am water
My hand
No longer leaves

And the voice of the traveler hears
You help me
And if you do not serve me
Now hands
No strength to help
There will be eternal
The longest
And endless night