Ветрогон - ВОДЯНОЙ
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Under the old willow, under the tired crown
In the greenhouse of times
Pity motive, like a primordial sound
Flows like a sweet dream
Balagta is my home...

An underwater tatem covered in glory
He is branded with eternal damnation
A forgotten story from an old epic
Enveloped and enchanted
Balagta is my home...

The wind whispers through the reeds and cattails
Words of departed love
Until the swamp cooled down and the frost set in...

My peace reigns under the roots of legends
Where the eternal fog spreads, eternal peace
There the voice of the gods was lost in sobs
In a pool of black water
Do you see dreams...
And in the memories -
The glow of the dark and old moon

Faces dissolve in the abyss of centuries
Weaving crowns under the sun
And they lie down as a shadow to be reborn again -
Creators of the underwater world
Balagty residents...

And if in the fog you hear breathing
Fear... and cold water
Of the cooled earth, where is my justification
Mixed with marsh grass
Balagta is my home...

My peace reigns under the roots of legends
Where the eternal fog spreads, eternal peace
There the voice of the gods was lost in sobs
In a pool of black water
Do you see dreams...
And in the memories -
The glow of the dark and old moon

Your image will fall asleep in the mirrors of reflections
And at night it will melt into darkness
And dissolving into silent oblivion
Star on swamp glass

And only the moon -
Like a silent wound -
Dragging along the black water...
Where the dead wander in the dark
I am the echo of their thoughts
I am a reflection of their glory
In the backwater, in the swampy land
Balagta is my home