Текст песни Реанимация - Ворон

Over the wide field that is between the forests
The black raven is circling, the messenger of the gods.
Blades in turtles and bones in the ground
Here is the truth of the war, life is not here anywhere.

And there are no heroes here, no traitors,
And the sun burned the flesh of people like snow ...
The ground is blackened by the blood of the squads,
Yes, rusty steel for them instead of graves ...

That field has long been lost in the woods
But the servant raven keeps the dead ashes.
He does not let the living on the field for that -
Here is the land of the dead, neither our own nor enemies ...

There is only silence and coldness of the earth ...
Empty eye sockets do not see dreams ...

Over the wide field that is between the forests,
The black raven is spinning, the messenger of the gods ...