Конунг - Крылья
текст песни

A long recording of shamanism
Dear life
Along the picturesque rivers
I was away *
For other people's fate upstairs
And I cursed
Your plot
Not understanding
For whom I sing

"If there are wings
Do not burn in hell "**
If they are not
Not to fly in paradise
But where to get them then
Who will give me an answer
Look - you will find suddenly
They gave me advice

You are looking for too
Not knowing in advance
To what heights
The search will lead you
Find it is possible
I already found
Taking over the wind
I almost came

But for that only
So that from this height
Collapse on the stones
Gloomy emptiness
And with the fall
Remembering the take -off
I realized that ...
He interrupted the flight himself