Текст песни Яна Айнсанова - Чем дышит север

What breathes north

Ancient Walls of Simple Fievers
Roots their sea caresses and wounds
Light tears of the dead gods
Manyat in foam and stone traps

Who is not ready to join the battle
With shadow faces in the groves of saints
Who is not ready to drink salt,
He will not know what breathes the north, north, north

Fairy tales cruel forgotten shelter
The edge of which only waves and wind
If you are tender word
Away run away, do not listen to their songs

Who is not ready to join the battle
With shadow lines in steep rocks
Who is not ready to shed blood,
He will not know what breathes the north, north, north

CHAKS CHRACT ABOUT SRAILS Black Ring
Ice and abyss laugh under keel boiling
But the eyes are relent in order to follow
There are no fear in them, only the reflections have become
There are no fear in them, only the reflections have become

Who is not ready to join the battle
With shadow links in raby waves
He is not ready to eat eternity,
He does not recognize than north of roads
He does not recognize than north of roads