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lyrics
"Sib Ir"
Down the woodlands and to bywater
Wading through the branches that freezed in a motion
Our chamber is a burden of our unconcern
That were doomed to carry
Let the ever sleeping eaves be opened by a running sough
The humble spirit will awake the call from the hazy mountains
Every new sunrise brings us the world
That is covered with snow white shroud,
Where only the frizzing wind blows on the dead palm
Let the ever sleeping eaves be opened by a running sough
The humble spirit will awake the call from the hazy mountains
"Sib Ir"
Вдоль полесья, и до поречья.
Пробиваюсь меж виц, что застыли в мгновеньях.
Наша клеть - нашей беспечности бремя,
Нести которое мы обречены.
Да откроет вечно спящие веки по листве пробегающий шорох.
Дух смиренный разбудит сполох, раздающийся с гор.
Новый брезг нам открывает мир, укутанный пеленой,
Где морозящий ветер в омертвелую дышит ладонь.
Да откроет вечно спящие веки по листве пробегающий шорох.
Дух смиренный разбудит сполох, раздающийся с гор.
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