Текст песни 10 - Black Train - Проклятое золото

Someone standing in front of me
Something with his head
Climb from the worms eye
Feet rooted in boots

What do I tell the dead man
Well you decayed to the end
But because of a toothless mouth
Quietly flew words

There, the river dried
Near the overgrown graves
Is there a cave of miracles
Gold where to heaven

My legs do not go
Long and difficult the path
If before there doydёsh
Happiness and power will attain

I wandered through the woods
Hearing voices in your ears
And a thousand days
He went to his cave

Only in the land of wealth
His hands dropped
Climb from the worms eye
The feet were rooted to the boots ...