Winds hiss Caress the shores..Water ripples The face shivers Like a portrait drawn by the rain
Of time and memories Of voices and screams
Dither the trice and fragments fall The contours remain, thin and empty Outlines of my shape This matt surface..the well of the valley Where mountains reign
Surrounded by the fathers, the lake speaks.. “Behold the stone-throne..listen to their voices.. They know the eternity you seek..”
May the peaks, so hold and wise, break their silence! Speak through me!
“Give the spirit to the crimson clouds! Who abandon this lake at the sunset And dye the mountain ranges of gules” The wind far blows Where everything sleeps To the sea..Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
