Текст песни
[Intro/acoustic guitar ]
[Verse 1]
Road, empty city,
Where did it come from?
Gloomy, it stands among the mountains,
What secrets does it hold?
In the darkness that thickened from the sky,
It attracted interest.
[Chorus]
This road is a vicious circle,
Do you hear the ghostly sound of horror?
This city of dust and rocks,
It has become my final refuge.
Moonlight illuminates my path,
But it's too late....no turning back,
Only to drown in the embrace of darkness. [Verse 2]
Not a city, but a cursed circle,
Invisible horror lurks there.
The moon illuminates the lost traveler's path,
To bring back his sinful soul.
No bells ring from the bell tower, only the cawing of crows,
As if whispering to me: Boy, this will be your paradise.
[Chorus]
This road is a vicious circle,
Do you hear the ghostly sound of horror?
This city of dust and rocks,
It has become my final refuge.
Moonlight illuminates my path,
But it's too late....no turning back,
Only to drown in the embrace of darkness. [Bridge/Guitar solo, the melody grows more intense, the guitar plays a sad, drawn-out turquoise riff, the accordion echoes.]
In the old bar, only the ghost of a bartender,
Pours oblivion in exchange.
To that soul that I lost,
When I let go of my hands along the way...
He won't ask me who I am,
He'll just say: Well, boy, you're here.
You'll make it. Time is a river here,
There's nowhere to escape.
[Outro]
Yes... Gloomy, among the mountains, it stands...
All the secrets... It keeps yours...
