Butterfly Temple - Двенадцать созвездий
текст песни

S. Avanesov / V. Ostrikov / N. Korshunov
DM Semenov

Twelve constellations came together together,
Giving me a marvelous pattern
The plexus of the stars that is fog,
Bonfire
Rays flicker, the horizon disappears,
The fog covers his eyes
Wreathed channels are burning with lights,
Heaven does not hear people!

Time is carried away by gusts of wind,
There is no trace of the past
The fire flares up - the flame of dawn
Go out in the breath of ice
Shrouded in smoke, covered with ashes
Cracks of steep shores
Not voiced songs are carried away to the sky,
And smoke of funeral bonfires

Twelve constellations - heavenly signs,
The facets of the worlds are erased
Fire hits out and eternal fears
Come out of the memory of dreams
The luminaries went out and covers the night
On the ground of the cover of the ice,
Bonfires flicker dull with a reflection
And death fog above the water

No dew on ashes will not fall
Rinse fresh wounds,
The wind does not brush down the fatigue
Do not revive the dead
The lands are burned, cooled down
Cold, dead meadows,
The faceted face was covered
In a white shroud clouds

Last morning, in the midst of smoke, fog -
No votes can be heard
Twelve constellations - Great Mara
Bezing in the peeps of bonfires!