Текст песни Сварга - Волки

I'll tell you a secret - this snow will not go away
Do not melt in the spring, do not fill the Oka
All the villages around a month die
And the water in the wells settle Death
Settling Death!

Her wild eyes will laugh and cry loud homes
Runes witches lie: - a rod will Mor!
He bared his teeth to fall to fill the belly
Yes the cottages go, holding a sickle in his hands
Hammer in his hands clutching!

The dogs will tear his flesh, he eats and dogs
The stall and immediately get mad horse fall
And the forgotten homes will live emptiness
The wind will pull the locks when the wolves come
When the wolves come!