Текст песни Сруб - Говори

Black ribbon.
Earth and blood.
The sun is blind
Will go out again.

Dead road
Into the cold ditch.
Do you hear the alarm
Does it deprive you of dreams?

Goose bumps
Empty longing
Autumn herbs
Deathly silence.
By the will to live
Yes, you can't help getting old
Pits to rot
Yes, to accumulate copper in the pits.

Speak-speak, as long as we burn with grief.
Speak and speak until we send him away by the field.
Talk-talk to the moon of the white run, and with him
Sing songs, but create, calm down the evil.