Текст песни deadall - Стансы

I remembered our poor house among a snowy field
Should one bear in the north in a crystal vase
Incorrigible ice only echo rusty weathervane
A gust of wind, the breaking of Sacred stasis

And saddened I wandered among the graves and crypts
Proud and free, caravel in an elegant vessel
But the happiness of my sails snowing
After all, there is no air present under the false destinies

And I saw all the decadence of urban majesty
Over the Garden of Eden giving you a glass steppe
For those sleeping in reality and sunrises secondary
They even stupidity is erected in the tenth degree

Offended by the emptiness and the painfully tsenichny
I leave an obscure quarter
Coley did not come out of me any merchant or beggar
That was to be my place is not there.

And I'll go to the old roads of the ancient house
To learn the art of the ruins to forgive
Koli fate prepares me a crown of thorns
That will lay faithful and the seventh seal

And I sneaked into the darkest hour the city bustle
Past the guard at the iron gates of bleak
I jumped over the fence of slanting blocks
And before dawn passed the imperial garden

There's silence, a long way from south to north
Around the valley, no hill or tree or house.
Around persecuted Ice blizzard Rasseya
Only I did bumbling blind child

Weather Rocks and horses get stuck in the snow
Sadly turn up slobbering muzzle
And 20 years of age can be lived in 20 seconds.
Yes, but no fan of the dead.

Of course not, because people time darovno death
In an effort to measure the light and catch the moment
We subconsciously despicable crows and worms
As with everything that accompanies people into the light

Giving food beings we grow together with the world,
In a single synthesis, lying on the universal altar
We perceive its splendor and boundless force
Freeing all of the trimmings and secrets