Текст песни Скади и К - не по мне ли стон колоколов

Not for me if
Stone bells?
overripe
Kochan goals
What grows on staffs copies.
On the road leading to the mine,
Slugger someone's soul ringing horseshoes.

Do not be afraid, God is with you,
This is a dream, though bad:
You did not even say goodbye to her head.
Let a tear from his eyes,
Calm down, go to sleep now ...
That will be - it depends only on us ...

Heaps of rubbish,
Knead the mud people,
Near the temple
Get on the scaffold.
Completing the chain of soldiers,
A hangman smartly
In the right hand he takes the ax already.

You scream again in a dream.
Awake trust me.
It's not so bad, even in war.
You used to live loving,
Try not grieving.
All that will be - it depends on you ...

trample down
Those who did not run,
The Word became
He shouts out a dagger.
Blood wanted out,
Weightlessness will body.
Pray, who had not yet died.

Wake up, after all alive,
Death and grief - a word,
And the grass will grow on the site of the battle.
Fill in your own as the verse
And do not think about the other:
All that will be - it depends not from them ...