Текст песни Симфония Ужаса - 02 - Ворон

Symphony of Horror - The Raven

Loud crows cawed in the churchyard.
Do not appease a sinister singer.

So soon will again visit
Wash cold tenant.
There's too silent earth pick, Kopachi.
His people. It has long been aware of the crows.
How many times have shared with him grub.

There was a time, there were wrangles.
Though he at that time of the chicks,
Remembers ravines full of crows
Young, eyeless dead.

The glorious feast. Death crows loved.
If dead, only perezhrav.
So much food is hidden in their graves,
Except, perhaps, a resident of the channel.

Immediately nabezhit dog pack.
Crow does not grasp their greed.
That there? Orchestral sobs?
Bury will sustenance