Текст песни Majdanek Waltz - Настанет Гибель Для Всего Живого

Death comes to all living things,
Forests cover a fierce fire,
And the leaves in the realm of empty air,
Blind tribe went out and brought homeless.

From logs squeal forest creatures,
Dawn paint a black raven,
As dry leaves pryanet burning smell.

Dull thunder of vesyu and over the city,
empty as the grave, over the bridge
and heath, over small snowfall.

Instant light veiled clouds
and hard grind weathervanes
under the vortices on the tiled steeper.

And many a dreary waiting for death
in the dark empty room empty
and fear, sucking fear that reason.

Once again, go out into the solar time,
and wells dry throat
see and rasslyshit in Listopad
signs of death, blissful and gentle.

G. Game