Текст песни uRAn 0 - странствие зимы

It is quiet and is a fire in the oven
Here you can stay overnight
But my porch stagnated horse
And it 's time for the road far

And I was quite ready to leave
It remains only to cross the threshold
Again the wind in mane whistle
Merge together thousands of roads

And it will be a song about hearth and home
About warm light in a snowy window
On peace and quiet , day after day
And maybe a little bit about me

I'm leaving , wearing a traveling cloak
And a sword in a sheath on his belt hanging
And ahead of a night , and the wind crying
And the porch is my trusty steed .