Текст песни Santa - Тут нечто больше, чем угрюмый лес.

There is more than a sullen forest,
Active cesium shines above us,
Here the branches seemed to have lost weight,
And the bald cat crawls under boots.
There is nothing alive under the bark,
Then, fleeing from an invisible snowstorm,
Who could run a bestial path
And with the wings, as they could, they flew.
And loneliness of confused dogs
Then howling at night already a wolf flock
From evil hunger and twilight fights,
In a dull search for disappeared hosts.
There is more than a sullen forest,
It is not necessary to feel it - there is no need for a dosimeter,
And the branches really lost weight -
Here because the Dryads died out.