Текст песни Илу - Запах обрыва

where the bitter wormwood dawn hours ,
where per capita in crimson fragments meet .
where the pain is , how the magma intoxicating ecstasy
hovering and circling like a crow over the Sich .

there my loneliness smell flowers.
where the wind brings the abyss cliff.
there are blades of grass were woven with clouds .
where the heart is cold . forever warm.