Текст песни М.Смирнова - Зов рога

I fly over the fields, on the roads of the Unseen
And what awaits me only God knows
To be buried under the careful supervision
And your eyes will become like me

Call horns
angel's trumpet
Call horns
not into the mountains if it's time?

The time will come, do not forget
Do I have time to join?

Mother covered us with His omophorion
Do not let the grains disappeared
All weeds disperse Cantor
And only you in weightlessness
issues
they are close
Secret decisions
How can they find?

Gore silhouette calling us behind him
Our way will not be easy
Against the Elements, temptations and temptations
We go up to the top again
     Go up to the top again.