Текст песни Канцлер Ги - Песня о мертвой долине

On the way into the sunset
There is a valley ,
Where the dead are asleep,
And sick moon
There's a funny dance
Dance like a wild delirium,
Those who died long ago,
Causing the light

So come the same to us ,
In other people's footsteps ,
Drink - with real stake not to drink !
On the threshold of a dream
Tale of only one :
That living moon - that dead sun ...

And - almost an ambush -
towards the moon
Rising riders
In the dim armor ;
Their broken arms,
And it is not visible crowns
And glides moonbeam
Above the crowd dead.

So come to us as
In other people's footsteps ,
If the reasons to live no more !
On the threshold of a dream
Only one song :
That living sorrow - that the dead joy ...

And pierces the moon
Dead knights look ;
Silent death string
They hear - and sleep .
Dead branches bend
And groans water
Only they do not wake up,
Alas , never.

So come to us as
In other people's footsteps ,
Germinate in a way to infinity !
On the threshold of a dream
The truth is only one :
That living deception - that dead Eternity !