Текст песни Верескъ - Где-то за стенами старого города

Somewhere outside the walls of the old city
It's midnight, over the ancient rooftops
The bell tolls quietly

It does not disturb sleep with its thoughtful ringing
To those who fell asleep in the warmth and who have a home
Can't hear the bell

Somewhere in a deep forest, where the songs of the wolf howl
And where the spirit of the swamps of the swamps flickers
Wandering with the hope of getting out to the city
The bell rings for the traveler and only for him

And the bell-ringer will not fall asleep, and he will not get drunk
The wind, the cold rain won't stop the ringing
The bell will ring

From century to century the prophetic tongue beats against copper
It was heard by many and will be heard in the future
The treasured bell.