Текст песни Красивые, глубокие - слова

From under the cover of darkness the night ,
From black hole terrible agony ,
I thank the gods sveh ,
For my spirit unclimbed .

I got into trouble Teskey ,
He does not flinch , and groaned .
And under the blows of fate,
I was wounded , but did not fall .

The trail is broad evil and tears ,
The further way is not clear, let .
Yet the difficulties and troubles
I was not afraid before .

It does not matter that the gates are narrow ,
I was not a danger stroshit .
I - master of his fate,
I - the captain of my soul.