"Zorny Maroz U Dalinie Zimovaj Imgly"
Kali nocz adczynjaie svaie halodnyja voczy
Ja kroczu taiemnaj scjažynaj miž zimovaj imgly
u samuju jaie szerasć
Minulaie dyhaie tut
Tut navokal jago holad
Ja ūdyhaju pah getaj zaimglionaj daliny
Jen ujaūljaiecca mjanie paham staražytnasci
Imgla razyhodzicca i ja baczu
bjaskoncuju prastoru biez zjamli i njabjesaū
jana takaja znajemaja i trapjatkaja
Bjaskoncaja prastora liedzjanyh zorak minulaga
Geta pounasć bjazmiežnasci
Aposznjaie i viecznaje padarožža paczynaiecca
Tut iznoū ja nabyvaju toie
szto bylo adarvana ad mjanie
pry maim uvasablienni ū zjamnym sviecie
"Starfrost in the Winterfog Valley"
When the night opens own cold eyes,
I go by and unknown path among winter fog,
In the most their greyness
The past breathes here
There is his cold everywhere.
I sigh the smell of this foggy valley.
It is presented to me with a smell of antiquity.
The fog disperses and I see an endless s***e
without the earth and the sky.
It is such a familiar and quivery.
The endless s***e of icy stars of the past.
This is boundless fullness.
The last and eternal journey begins.
Once again I acquire that,
which it was torn off from me
at my embodiment in the earthly world
Kali nocz adczynjaie svaie halodnyja voczy
Ja kroczu taiemnaj scjažynaj miž zimovaj imgly
u samuju jaie szerasć
Minulaie dyhaie tut
Tut navokal jago holad
Ja ūdyhaju pah getaj zaimglionaj daliny
Jen ujaūljaiecca mjanie paham staražytnasci
Imgla razyhodzicca i ja baczu
bjaskoncuju prastoru biez zjamli i njabjesaū
jana takaja znajemaja i trapjatkaja
Bjaskoncaja prastora liedzjanyh zorak minulaga
Geta pounasć bjazmiežnasci
Aposznjaie i viecznaje padarožža paczynaiecca
Tut iznoū ja nabyvaju toie
szto bylo adarvana ad mjanie
pry maim uvasablienni ū zjamnym sviecie
"Starfrost in the Winterfog Valley"
When the night opens own cold eyes,
I go by and unknown path among winter fog,
In the most their greyness
The past breathes here
There is his cold everywhere.
I sigh the smell of this foggy valley.
It is presented to me with a smell of antiquity.
The fog disperses and I see an endless s***e
without the earth and the sky.
It is such a familiar and quivery.
The endless s***e of icy stars of the past.
This is boundless fullness.
The last and eternal journey begins.
Once again I acquire that,
which it was torn off from me
at my embodiment in the earthly world