On the light's traces of the moon Far on the wolfways You go looking in the indifferent sky
By trace we fly in height The wind mournfully cries Through a rustle of a rain Through a song of the wolf flight
The passionate look is inverted In the indifferent sky Sad groan of storm Is poured in a gloom
Proud spirit of darkness Broken fetters of light The song of death is torn Wind through cry
Proud antiquity spirit Has taken possession of black hearts By the wolf lunar track You aspire in darkness
Through black ice Through a heavy wind Left through eternity Will return againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
