Wake up And take your brand Long os the path through the forest Wind is spinning the thick mist Sans stars, sans moon Only silence everlasting
Wake up Open your frozen eyes Behind the brooding mountains at your home Your well-beloved woman is shedding teras And lonely warm fire in her eyes i teras Reflects it self
Wake up Your children will go out to meet you half-way Waiting for you They would carry your shield And lead your horse by bridle And your ravishing by mead Would your close friends with gifts Endowded and greet them heartily
Wake up Who will carry your brand soaked in blood Who will wash your wounds Who will warm your frozen hands up Your mouth in wry Gasthly grimace enfurled
Wake up And even if you are fay, be fierce for death Dont let her to devour your flash Spirits for ancestor gathered a far from here Like a murky cloud of fowls Wind is pulling them about lashing them It is time for wind... for wind...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
