Текст песни Симаргл - Из века в век

The prophecy of the battle, starvation -
Until abide power of gold - copper.
And the blood will be shed for bright metal!
Today you happy while your asleep an hour ...

And the winds blow, and the gloomy sky,
And sleeping man, and multiplying woes.
Sedition pernicious effect takes
Sneers and foes, zhiruet and drinks ...

The Pursuit of Happyness herded horses
But life does not return - not to keep up with her.
And we are waiting for something as gift from heaven,
A received only wasteland neighborhood ...

Blood on the stones of frozen semi-precious resin,
And lies veins shadow over the rivers.
What - the clash of swords ... What - bird calls.
It was! That's it! From century to century ...