A silent lake under eagle's wings Reflecting sky and mountains high Its waters hide some mystery A plate of stone, discovered trace, Leads back to unknown days
See a witness in every pile of stones, Every place where they are standing in circles Silent witness to the past, to times of old belief When spirits reigned in the mountains alone
Still so many secrets And so many tales untold remain
Their life so different to ours Though the place we live is the same So close to nature powers A land that no one could tame
Where the sacred spring creates a place benign You feel fine, perceiving the ghosts of the old days
Still so many secrets And so many tales untold remain
Their life so different to ours Though the place we live is the same So close to nature powers A land that no one could tame
Still so many secrets And so many tales untold remain
Knowing the threats in a world of regrets By the soothing of spirits the try Keep the white death away saving harvest and hay Let the tempest of demons pass by
Knowing the threats in a world of regrets (Their life so different to ours) By the soothing of spirits the try (Though the place we live is the same) Keep the white death away saving harvest and hay (So close to nature powers) Let the tempest of demons pass by (A land that no one could tame)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
