Текст песни Волкодав - Кострами и битвами, ветрами, молитвами...

Fires and battles, wind, prayers
Leads human race, his bitter campaign.
And in the soil and the air echoes and fragments,
Unearthly gray times
And the blood of those tribes.

Rosa Dawn brighter light,
And it is home to popular belief wild herbs.
On the terrible beast in every century,
There is a one Wolfhound.
Wolfhound on his own beast Wolfhound.

Love and thunderstorms poetry and prose,
Earth acquired its present mood,
But vkazhdom movement, for each birth,
Hiding distance ages
And the cold fangs.

Rosa Dawn brighter light,
And it is home to popular belief wild herbs.
On the terrible beast in every century,
Once there is a wolfhound.
Wolfhound on his own beast Wolfhound.

Our eyes are clear and beautiful eyes,
But there, in the depths of the soul, its mirages
Saints and barbarians lie and truth,
Creates the human race,
Its current vault.

Rosa Dawn brighter light
And it is home to popular belief wild herbs
On the terrible beast in every century
Once there is a wolfhound.
Wolfhound on his own beast Wolfhound.