Pearl eye of Siberia You are the soul of a dying country Your are the blue blood of a dead glacier Buried under pressure of sapphire waters Behold the canyon of floods Your depths consume all who enter Your mammoth waters breed life You are a gem in a land of bleak landscape You will always own the land around you A field of blue that no man owns A lake that holds secrets beneath it Your fruitful face turned into A deadly body of black abysses You will always own yourself Sacred Baikal of the north O great pearl eye of Siberia Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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