The burning birds fell from

The sky into the gloomy sea

And the midnight has become

Dawn from this flame

Their crys in the midnight

Were louder than the hundred storms

Fell dead and wounded wing to wing

The sun rose and my magic dream

My snow-wite road thru endless fields

And hirds has disappeared at burning west

The nature is in mourning

The sky at once'v got older

That sorrow great is driving sea insane

Who now is waiting for sunset go

Who now is greeting the sun arise