Легенда [Legenda] [English translation]

In the net of ligaments in the throat lump crowding cry

But the time has come and now is already shout don't shout

Only later someone can't forget for a long time

As, staggering, the fighters wiped his swords on the grass.

And as a tribe of black crows clapped wings

As the sky laughed and later has bit language

And trembled the hand of the one who survived

And suddenly a moment turned into eternity.

And the sunset burned like a funeral pyre

And the stars looked from the heavens like wolves

As lay with open arms those who entered the night

And as living slept side by side, not seeing dreams...

And "life" - only word, there is only love and there is death

Hey! and who will sing if all will sleep?

death is worth living

And love is worth waiting for...