Текст песни Сердце Дракона - Путник 7

And the cold evening came again,
Everything drowned in a gloomy longing.
And on the heavenly chessboard -
Like white cells of the candle stars.

Under the ghostly shine of the moon,
On dust gray ribbon road
Go somewhere wanderer lonely,
It comes from very far side.

He was expelled from the native land,
Having said that he went at least on the edge of the earth,
Where bird flocks did not fly
Drawings where legs were not passed.

Of course, unbearably difficult was
Farewell to the Roda Party,
But he left until the strength remained
To find the edge of the land of the native.

Where life was on True canons -
Humility, love and kindness,
And not on false life laws,
In which there is not a drop of wrong ...

And he is now in worn clothes,
Bydrawing mountains, rivers, cities,
It is not knowing that his hope
Never come true never.