Амброз Бирс - Житель Каркозы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

In the grass, he saw a lot of stones, once healed with human hands, but disfigured by bad weather and grown into the ground. It was clear that it brought him very far from his hometown, from ancient times of illustrious carcose. The roots of a mighty tree hugged a cracked granite plate ...