Текст песни Скади и К - Не по мне ли стон колоколов...

Not for me if
Stone bells?
Overripe
Kochan goals
What grows on the staff of copies.
On the road leading to the mine,
Slugger someone's soul ringing of horseshoes.

Do not be afraid, God is with you,
This is a dream, besides the bad:
You have not parted with his head.
Let tears from his eyes,
Calm down, go to sleep now ...
That will be - it depends only on us ...

Heaps of trash
Knead the mud people,
Near the temple
Get on the scaffold.
Completing the chain soldiers
A hangman smartly
The right-hand ax is already taking.

You scream again in a dream.
Trust me awake.
It's not so bad, even in war.
You used to live loving,
Try not grieving.
All that will be - it all depends on you ...

Trampled
Those who did not flee,
Word began
He shouts out a dagger.
Blood wanted out,
Weightlessness will body.
Pray, who has not yet died.

Wake up, as alive,
Death and grief - a word,
And on the site of the battle to grow grass.
Fill in your own as the verse
And do not think about the other:
All that will be - it depends not on them ...