Текст песни Laplandia - Пилигрим

Laplandia - Pilgrim

Wind, nova hiding in the face,
Shadow your sun rotted into the sand,
Gray serpent shook the trail
In the runes of the roads you are looking for an answer
Many years.

Many you saw evil and good,
Good was slippery, as if from ice,
He was sold for falsehood and flattery,
And with pain in the eyes, you raised your cross,
Your cross.

What did you want to know, pilgrim,
In dusty stones of endless roads,
If the paths are all directed to Rome,
Someday you cross the threshold
Earth fussy
And God will give your answer to the question.

Dirt on the soul you do not wash the rain,
Faith in people became suddenly the Palach,
Fingers are stronger in the cross,
In Rvan Hiton, you run from the places,
Scary places.

The night touches Molly
Tired shoulders
You forgotten sleep,
You are not here.
On azure path
You go up, there,
Where gray old man
Opens dead eyes
Your eyes.