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Язык песни: Английский
Oakenheart |
| My journey ends |
| This is the settling of the wanderer |
| I lay down my weary limbs on a wet bed of moss |
| I taste the dew, drink some resin, climb the clouds and collect some stars |
| I cloak my body in leaves of fern and make my mouth the nest of the night snake |
| I replace my lonesome heart with acorns |
| The seedling will sprout within my chest |
| I place two cones of pitch pines in my orbits |
| I will envisage a new world |
| I witness my last breath vanish into the cold air of th first autumn night |
| A flock of birds ascends into the clouded firmamnt |
| A white stag heads for the forgotten glade |
| The black wolves prepare for the sacred hunt |
| A druid is born: Mossweaver |
| Oakenheart |