Текст песни Anthesteria - Всё будет так, как хочется Зиме

The soul is empty , the clock runs backwards.
From the earth to the sky gray snow rushes .
Huge wax dim eyes .
God knows where laughter is taken .

Everything will be just as you want winter.

The soul is empty , the clock runs backwards.
Atlas in unbearable languor laziness,
Leaning on his knees dirty .
How tragic the world as hard to breathe ...
How long should I wait.

Everything will be just as you want winter.