Talium Winds, Holy Frost [Кожны крок з'яўляецца няправільным]

I see how every step feel wrong,
two moves to the front,
then backwards, the motion

I cry upon the realizing of my dusk
the primitive angles that surround my home
seem to become sad proportions compared to my soul
but with even that above,
it still seems everything goes wrong...

etirw I uoy roF

senil eht neewteb

dnatsrednu nac, uoy ylno os

kcab gnivom ma I nehw neve taht

.drawrof detekcor ma I thgil ruoy ot sknaht

   yad eno hsiw I

   uoy llet dluoc I

...uoy rof leef I tahw fo liated yreve

;dedorroc eid neht sdniw muilat nI

.derorrim amoc, kcab emoc, tsorf yloh ni