Текст песни Ode to Mind - у костра

you are sitting by the fire
sharp steel dagger,
stuns the night silence.
rustle, voice and hum -
"And the mabari fell asleep,
why then are you awake? ”
smiled. “Are you glad?
guarding the squad. ”
and the pulse stops in the ears.
only everything is useless
repeat to him.
“I’ll sleep off in the afterlife.”
he is funny and crafty.
the smell of mowed grass
intertwined with the smoke of the fire.
such a strange smell;
he will sit down with you:
"What, wait with you in the morning?"
on a tired face
the shadows are like in a ring
and ash on your fingers.
you are a fearless fighter
he will finally understand
that you really didn’t live?
you repeat to yourself
that no one you are in fate
that you are a true gray guard.
but warm by the fire
and the grin is sharp.
"And not give you a massage?"