Lyrics Мир Огня - Не убежать от стрелы

At that time, crows flew to the feast
What the swords declared
Smell of violent fires
Mixed with stove smoke
Rumor gossiped with an insistent fate
About a lost dream
And in the evenings a chilled howl flew in the blue

Do not run away from the arrow
Tired day
Snow scarlet
Do not run away from the arrow
Do not carry on your shoulders
Thawed evening
Stubborn laughter not hold on lips
Do not run away from the arrow

The courage of the sons of the damned to death
Washed with guilt (?)
The high-minded monk related with a sword
And breaks into battle
Where the last fathers saw off
Of their children
Dozors burn the rebellious steppe
Bonfire days

Do not run away from the arrow
Tired day
Snow scarlet
Do not run away from the arrow
Do not carry on your shoulders
Thawed evening
Stubborn laughter not hold on lips
Do not run away from the arrow

Pride in the wet buried earth
In the earth is empty
White shirts rolled up sleeves
Old gray-haired man
For flashed like an arrow
Cossack life
He understood the sky will accept him
Hearing a scream

Do not run away from the arrow

Tired day
Snow scarlet
Do not run away from the arrow
Do not carry on your shoulders
Thawed evening
Stubborn laughter not hold on lips
Do not run away from the arrow