Текст песни Сварга - Девять дней

In death there is no pain and evil
There is fatigue and time
And winter always comes
Only the ends fall
In a quiet creak of rusty hinges
All the calm night
And the candle , pressed to his chest
All the silence of the wind !

These nine days before the winter
These nine days of funeral
These nine days of bitter tears
These nine days without you

In the raucous barking of stray dogs
I heard a song
It you read the burial service dogs
See off the road
In the road of snow and ice
In the endless field
By the northern rivers without a bottom
And without the top of the hills