Текст песни Бергтора и Альф Кэбр на Уютном радио - Запись эфира от 21.10.2010 - Часть 1

Hoops, Krosno
Happy with the light is not found
Even us at the end of the path ...
Wind in braids
Get lost yesterday, even cry -
On the war left the executioner ...

On the chest
Sleeps, as of old
Executioner unwanted gift -
Lonely sad ..
The nails in the heart
Run, and whines
The nights are long and the days ...

Dig the grave
White night over the river
Early-he still alive ..
Sleep, death !!!
Far from your host.
Where the steppe, but howling ..
Heart-stone ..
What squad were killed
Bait bitter rumor ..
Yes Cross triptych
Lihodeyka claimed.
Services that we have lived.

They took the bull in the sacred forest.
Oh, I did not know about the ritual father !!
He served as a prayer to the Lord -
Defeat the enemy, take trouble.
Kohl you die, then subside the pain,
But the neighbors cry such trouble !!
You're on my voice
Gate of water.
That last song
About you..