Текст песни Тінь Сонця - Гнилгород

Tired of wounds,
Sleepless days,
Rosami poured his fatigue
On the bow on the way home.
In a torn reed suite
Granddaughter of Bolotnik-bog
(You can't say "pure", and you can't call it evil,)
He was returning home
In his city - Gnilgorod (3).

Smiling, happy to have survived,
That in a heavy battle defeated the enemies,
With an army unknown to the eye of the people
Glorious good fellows,
He was walking. He asked for bread to be treated,
He asked the community to say a word,
Instead, he wore periwinkle for girls,
Oak leaf for boys.
On the way to Gnilgorod.

In the swamp quietly and peacefully,
In the swamp of peace oppression.
You can't see the sun from the swamp -

Only owls mournful flight.
In the swamp acrid with thirst,
Wind and rain in the swamp.
On the swamp the gloom of contempt,
A weak moan, a plaintive moan…

The stars shine anxiously and passionately here,
Bathing wreaths are sometimes lost here:
The heroes live abroad in the swamp
Forgotten forest.
So let's go. Let's go brothers - I'll tell,
Come on, sisters, I'll show you
That unknown world is righteous,
Someone gifted the devil:
The glorious city of Gnilgorod.