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Volga
06:27
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The dormancy`s leaving me every spring
Throwing away the faint veils.
Your awakening spits the ice of silence
And you`ll begin your rove.
Slicing through the wind with your hands,
Whirling in a dance of spring.
Flock of birds is a harbinger of your rebirth.
You are ready to start your jorney again,
Clinging to a ledges of the adamant mounts.
You haunt the rays of fiery chariot,
You`re dancing at the rocky shores,
You`re listening to the wind`s darkest chords
You`re catching shadows with a lariot.
Your father died but he`ll revive someday
To give light bearing gift to you,
Let one who knows the better way
of living there to tell the truth
BUT IT CAN`T LAST FOREFER.
Cold wind awakens from a dream
It takes it`s ancient throne of frost
Your consciousness is drifting into sleepy stream.
Volga (mother) - our lifes`s begotten at your shores
Volga (mother) - our peace is left forefer at your shores
Volga (mother) - our memories is drowned in you dephs
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Worthless shell
03:08
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The tongue of a serpent
The daggers are cursed
Let the venom flow inside my veins
Let my roots to desiccate
Let my boughs to desiccate
The leaves is falling off my feet
What are you ready to sacrifice
Tying your loneliness
I`m on my last legs to move on
Pluck my leaves,
The boughs are weak
My veins are dry
Majestic name that was burden once
Became in a rot
My deserted conscious
My understanding of the world is useless
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Son of nature
04:51
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Ancient nomad - mother nature`s son,
Rises from the dethps and begin his long journey,
He passes slowly through the trees,
His heavy sword is laying on his shoulder,
His silent steps like morning dew on a grass.
His mind is clear. His eyes are open.
He peers into the distance -through the mighty trunks and trees
Lying on his way through the plains and mountains.
He looks at the picture of time,
Rising smoke of a dying fire.
The armor`s lines become majestic, his strength is growing up.
But the spears of the russerected Emperor,
Pierce the armor through the trees.
Falling on his knees,
Leaning on his sword,
The ancient warrior is getting his reward,
He finds his peace in a forest breeze.
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Our flames
04:34
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Flame is our compass
And every outburst is a new milestone
We carry on the fire in our hands
By our own
We make a fire by our cold breath
And if we didn`t burn to ashes
That it`s the way we light up the night.
The one who lives in dark ignorant shanty of death
Will die for taunting it like fire flashes.
Rise up your head to see the stars before daylight.
Making the way for the future apart
There is impossible to lose yourself
Flame burns brighter that the beats of our hearts
And let the wind take away the ash
Our hands are clear
And everything is ready for a new bonfire
The fire is no longer burn - the moon shines brighter
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Destination
03:18
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Fiery Dawn
Sharp arrow pierces orange red sky
Burning spears falling down on plains and fields
Fiery down is leaning over the head of mine
You drag behind your long dress like a shield
Lean over me.
Just one more step between us seemed to be catharsis
Red bloody dawn is left beind
It tortued me of waiting for
And I`m so scared of things I found
I dont care `bout it anymore
It doesnt matter now
I summon up all my strengh to forgot
No way back, let the past be past, I cared i lot.
Let me see your face
Where is my days of past?
To whom I gifted future?
The eyes are closed, warn touch of early morning
It leaning over, warmth flows through the body
The hope devour and gobble
That was last feeling.
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Warmonger
05:18
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Your way was very long
You've seen a lot of battles
Your eyes without expressions
Your body is covered with scars
Your pagan gods left you
You stayed alone
Before your eyes the field
The field of battle, bloody and merciles
You stayed the last
Undefended warrior
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Dance with the daffodils
05:23
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I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood.
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils
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