Текст песни ИЛ - Гиблое место

Mosques and crying Lake Forest
On the burning crib as a child sick

Light and extinguish the candles on the water,
As the eye runs lunnoyu path

Disappear tears on the cheeks of sleeping ,
Pulling strands of the dead on the spindle

Silver hair witch squeezes ,
From her hair dripping endlessly stream

I was looking in her eyes
Dreams of godforsaken places

Rings of smoke tubes from Smolyan Trees
Trail on the smooth surface , frozen fog
We will raise the legs to the stars of their branches ,
We dive from there to the bottom of rotten seas