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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