Текст песни Черный обелиск 2015 - Смерти нет

Do not rustle the foliage, calm down the winds,
Spread out a carpet of grass.
I spent my last journey with friends
May the earth rest in peace.

Birth, not death!
The spiral keeps getting steeper
Regular turns
I see a vague poison.

Do not cry for them,
When they leave -
Shawls, clothes, do not wear black ones.
Rejoice with me -
Now they live
Among the people invited to heaven.

Do not cry about them
In languid impotence
Wanting to hold on when their time comes.
Understand - there is no death,
They spread their wings
They go up into a swift flight.

On empty hills
Bury the ashes
They will put the saviors on blood.
To commemorate those
Who has gone so long ago
And he did not give his land.
Birth through death
And the path has long been learned
Leaving the mortal world
Their souls will soar.