Текст песни ОМК - Тысяча лет

Gloomy, stooped, gray-haired gentleman
It should be at the gate for a long time waiting for me!
He lives in a world of eternal ice,
Not knowing the meaning of the word "spring".
How many centuries, his relatives
Through the snow and wind for a couple of coins
Drives travelers like me
By the secret hidden in the ice now

Thousands years!

Truden our way, and the element of strong,
The sun sets, and thus will soon halt,
And the old man brings me
By the cleft between the gray rocks.
The wind died down, helping to fall asleep,
Soon the fire went out, and only starlight
It illuminates the coolest way
By the secret hidden in the ice now

Thousands years!

/*solo*/

I have not feel my legs,
I want to sleep, it seems, this is the end.
He knows that he is waiting for this,
That stooped old sage.
He is the conductor of another way,
He did not tell me, but I knew this covenant:
After the death of only one can come
By the secret hidden in the ice now

Thousands years!