Otthon vagyunk a kultúránkban mi, magyarok
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Song of winter
Dalriada
I would come, if i was invited,
If i was not suffering imprisoned,
Into a bitter-painful garrison..
I’d remain, if i was lett o stay,
I the sky cannot resist the flames
Of the wings of my lonely walk..
When the night comes, i land in silence,
A whisper lifts from my lips frozen in snow:
The stiffening darkness has just reborn.
Primeval lust, buti t makes sense,
I’v been suffering too long alone, and there will
Be come eyes again silently closed..
Song of winter, shades turned to glitter,
Sky was the flicker, to ashes they’ve died.
Shades turned to glitter, dead light’s freezing there
When the long road ends, where i’ll be found?
Ice-work field I’m walking on..
In deep forest, in cold, embraced by dense fog..
But i’d be alive in fever, under the sun, and
Song of spring will soon resound.
If i was not suffering imprisoned,
Into a bitter-painful garrison..
I’d remain, if i was lett o stay,
I the sky cannot resist the flames
Of the wings of my lonely walk..
When the night comes, i land in silence,
A whisper lifts from my lips frozen in snow:
The stiffening darkness has just reborn.
Primeval lust, buti t makes sense,
I’v been suffering too long alone, and there will
Be come eyes again silently closed..
Song of winter, shades turned to glitter,
Sky was the flicker, to ashes they’ve died.
Shades turned to glitter, dead light’s freezing there
When the long road ends, where i’ll be found?
Ice-work field I’m walking on..
In deep forest, in cold, embraced by dense fog..
But i’d be alive in fever, under the sun, and
Song of spring will soon resound.
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