Текст песни Мартиэль - Но правдивая сказка...

pravd'ivaya tale siln'ee ne'iskrenney b'yli, AmFGAm
         Even 'if he killed Nikogd'a weak g'olos Kogd'a something, AmFGC
         Even 'if sgor'yat for spin'oyu unnecessary kr'ylya, DmGCA7
         Like a 'cloud of blood in the crucible ist'aet zak'ata. DmFE

         I still believe it rains, but not the right book,
         I still hear the wind, but not loud speech
         Where the world at the dawn full of shrill instantly
         And laughs at those who endeavor to sell him forever.

         I go between ringing grass on the diamond sea
         Leaving the gods and prophets, kings and laws
         Err, that truth hurts born in dispute,
         Urging her down the aisle holder of the throne.

         Where sword decapitate conceited flag pole
         On the ground, gold tinsel and bloody idols,
         I humbly bow to their knees flower one-day,
         Before such a fragile relic of the vulnerable in the world.