Текст песни Alkonost - Туманы Холодных Снов

Mists of Cold Dreams

The fire is quenched
In a rainy weather
Do not return the look
With an insult
A white flock is flying
In the sky with a snow-storm
In the cold to foreign seas
Going away

The far away suns beckon me
Off to the fogs of cold dreams
Day under the black stone bury
A handful of offense so save
The sea is cold
I will go ford
Behind the extinguished sun
To new shores

In his chariots
Invisible
The night rolls over
Without looking
Black stone cargo
Yes anxiety
As if the heart is taken out
Works

The far away suns beckon me
Off to the fogs of cold dreams
Day under the black stone bury
A handful of offense so save
The Shadow of Oblivion
Bury me
In the relaxed thoughts
To perish in the abyss

And in the palms of your hands
Handful of Earth
That dear one
Do not lose in the snow
Maybe somewhere
In your dreams
Bird cry

Do not forget me
Look at me
The grief of grievances is
My song for you
In your heart, hear
Will there be peace in the world?
Home forever yours
A bright star in the distance
Svetel native shelter

At the threshold of the blizzard
Cold
Lonely steps
The soul is taken
And the snow outside the windows
Yes, he echoes me
Open the door to night
Let the dawn