Текст песни Second To Sun - Страна Бесстрашных Птиц

Cold breath in more often
Through trembling branches in forest silence
Heard from scoffed in the wilderness
A brown bear is made through the taiga

Grozny owner of gloomy fir
Polar star shines in the sky,
Bloody month looks sinister
For future events, he will be the forerunner

Majestically stands the land of driers and birches
Real Country Dark Gree
And well done Vynyamyonen
Today to sing configured
For his creations
Puts Koltely on his knees:

I am desired by the desire
I was my mind
Song of wolves and deer
Everyone himself will judge them

Cold wind danced outside the window
The door was opened at the light of the moon
Voice grimly said "Let's go
We have come to these debursions "

Submissively humming, and the fear is not knowing
No exit, eyes look through the ice
It is impossible to go across
Leaders will want even more victims

Peacefully birds fly in the sky

(They do not even imagine how unwise people are repeated
In nature, in the framework of cyclic architecture of time)

A flock of wolves is waiting for a new dawn
Our brother sleeps in more often, bear

And on the ground blood will go
Scray spray, waterfall
The wind displays the wind
Memory of the then wounds

That was, these people
Ponseli, have grown
Everything ended with Misella
And that was pondering