الأغاني:
Darkestrah

Only, where the sky is crimson, I hear the moans and cries of the flooded city. I hear whispers of snakes, shaman howls. I believe that there is life

The pain burns in my consciousness By a fresh disturbed wound: Why is your shape, Khan Tengri, Bewitched by a gloomy fog? Seeing your silhouette torn

On the rise of a new dawning I gaze upon a pagan mass Who cry in tones of victory and hail their gods in the skies Their shields and armor are glittering

Jashil Oy ran across the green woods. two rivers flow into Jashil Oy. From one of them another one flows towards Jashil Oy's East. There are five brothers

When the sun will sink in a sea and the singing of birds will die away. When the beast wails in darkness and hears a sinister scream. I will see familiar

Today, drops of a rain will turn in snow. Today the sun will die Eternal gloom, Will cover the faces, Makes a human hopes like an ashes of paper Eyes

Kyzil Oy ran across the red lakes. The great rivers flow into Kyzil Oy, To meat each other in the same heart. Great pain is in Kyzil Oy. There are five

I pass valleys, a way among different civilizations Among different cultures, valleys, mountains under the heat of the red sun If only you wish, I would