Текст песни Элгэле - Месяц Ветров

Windy days and windy nights:
The wind is everywhere - the footprints disappear.
Footsteps cannot be heard, and the voice carries away
Wind of meditation, wind of goodbye -
The month of winds is approaching.

The wind in the weaving of grasses at the foothills,
Rustle in the ravines - flying-flying,
Like echoes of a dream across the eternal sea
The wind in the night, between the branches does not stop -
The month of winds is approaching.

With a flap of a wing over the earth in confusion -
Eternal, everlasting celebration of the storm.
Drives disturbing shadows from the mouths
The wind of goodbye, the wind of madness
The month of winds is approaching.