Текст песни Рыжий Канцлер - Песня о мертвой долине

On the way into the sunset
There is a valley ,
Where the dead are asleep,
And there is a bad moon dancing funny
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 ...
That living moon - that dead sun ...

And almost from the ambush ,
towards the moon
Rising riders
In the dull 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 ...
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 !
That living deception - that dead Eternity !