Аркона - Аркаим
текст песни

Oh, you are steppe, oh, you are the steppe
Oh yes the steppe is wide
It spread far, far away
Enjoying herbs for centuries
To the hills of the saints
In groves, centuries -olds
Arkaim!

Echo alive voice of sand centuries
We hear in the midnight thickets of the desert
The shadow of the Heritage era wanders here
What hid in the ruins of the shrine
Faded eyes of a gray -haired shaman
They are sighted at the foot of the long hills
Hinges who performed old legend
Hid the smoke of fire behind the halls of dreams

Here is the era of the universe by the winds of persecution
The secret of Arkaim is stirred up with sand
Started by the tower in the Circle of the genus
Illuminates glare
In the features of heavenly vault
The city is white

Arkaim - Grand of Grandfather Heritage
Like the smoke of the darkness of millennia
Fire up to the sky tends
Prophery in order to revive!

Touching the dawn among the herbs
Lay my mark on the sacred hills
Let it merge with the past

Arkaim ...

If he is now dying of the light with me
Like star dust blinded dawn
And far in dazzling dreams
We will leave forever in the distant worlds

Be alive
Arkaim!

Truth is alive ...