Trees in black naked beauty Came singing a praise And hiding their gold, like greedy gnome Is burying his treasure, dance snow. Winter covered their frozen roots With the pillow of tender haze, Under which the grass fell into glassy sleep, Entering generous bliss.
Mountains replied to me greeting the Queen Of blowing winds and ice-crystal worlds, And her flying servants that are never seen Were carrying leaves as they came on the Earth. Whistling like trumpet on funeral act Grey blizzard came releasing white snakes, And myriad of warriors in sparkling white dresses Were carrying the tongues of the saints on stakes.
White spears and swords Ripped off angels' hearts, Cold was freezing their wings. And night slowly fell On forest beneath Like fingers of bard on strings, On forest lying under Mountains of mine, Under wind, whispering legends of time... And ice-storm along With the Children of woods Sang joyful and furious rhymes.
...As abused angels left the Earth The call of freedom started its way!!!
I was going on the other side Of sacred new day To infinity of blinding black mass Absorbing the mind. I was going on the other side Of dying sun's heat To icy and frozen nature Absorbing saints' lives.
And I saw burning shadows of the past Along with crystal and fathomless lakes.
...and the snow fell as it was born by Winter...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
