Текст песни Rodonitza - Радость, печаль и борьба

The dead animation of the blades froze
In the heart of the child.
Finished wounded
And burned the fallen ...
Evil boils the curse of the rat
Asleep under the snow with a fragment in the chest ...
Black work occupied thoughts.
Cold among nameless graves.
Our bodies are all!
Russian glow
Maki flared.
Joy, sadness and struggle
Empty spikes cut off.
Iron Wolf.
The nucleation of the Spirit.
Darkness of yards,
And as if you are not ...
Just the wind walks through the streets,
Penetrating into your blood
With dawn,
And it is funny ...
Was the wind your body.
To the world of alive from the world of the dead.
See - the stars are very close.
Sprinkles into the eyes of the blizzard scarlet.