Pages of old books Blew out forever Lost like their secrets... Forgotten God, Forgotten hero Forgotten song Of the greatest artist Like the dust All of them have disappeared From the remembrance... Nobody hears the callind of Their lost soulds When they are asking for honour As if their presence Doesn't mean anything... Eternal circle of history Is a chance for memories Of great affairs Blew out forever Today's new God Today's new hero Will sing a poem Of the greatest artist