Город летит в облака, Люди летят в облака. Мир рассыпается. Мир разрушается, Город летит в облака.
Мир просыпается. Мир возрождается, Город летит в облака.
В движении разнородных сил Возник и бездну озарил Неугасающий огонь. В земле, в тебе, во мне огонь. Во вне, во тьме горит огонь. Из мира в мир горит огонь.
Ыыщ Ыыщ Ыыщ Ыыщ The city enveloped the midday heat, The sea is calm, the winds fell asleep. Perfumes keep serene peace It is predicted tomorrow more precisely than yesterday.
The city stands under the silent mountain, Does not see a dope through a dime, How a liquid flame sometimes boils, Alarming a fellow volcano.
And in a monotonous bustle The city does not remember about the fire The city does not remember about me
The city flies into the clouds, People fly into the clouds. The world is shocking. The world is destroyed The city flies into the clouds.
The world shudders. The world is destroyed The city flies into the clouds.
The lava is monolith. Blood is granite. Heavy ash gloom He slammed the city in the sarcophagus.
The thunder of the awakened elements Anticipates lethargy Flame of dwellings The mighty spirit of the blessings does not sleep
Syshchshch
The tiles fly from the roofs
Syshchshch
The city flies into the clouds, People fly into the clouds. The world is crumbling. The world is destroyed The city flies into the clouds.
The world wakes up. The world is reborn The city flies into the clouds.
In the movement of heterogeneous forces Arose and the abyss illuminated Failing fire. In the ground, in you, in me fire. Outside, fire burns in the darkness. Fire burns from the world to the world.