Текст песни Аэдра - Метель

In the steppe there is a mute expanse
My eyes burn with a whirlwind of light
And you can’t see the road.
An avalanche crawled the night onto my shoulders
Horrible, the meeting is close with the storm

Sobbing with pain, breaking into a cry
Ready to succumb to the elements at this moment,
And host of spears tears your body
Snowstorm mercilessly, you are a captive of her.
Her captive!

The thread has pulled life
Ice mixed with your skin
Dream and reality cannot be distinguished.
You tear the reins and the horses die
Salvation is a lie, only delirium of agony.