The autumn rain on a frozen valley;
The bird's wedge is calling our souls fallow them
Dejected trees will be colored in yellow
As soon as the sun will whispering your name
Oh, gods, I am waiting your anger
Sitting near water where my sword will sink.
My land has been locked by a stranger
Has been covered by night's black wings
Remember a time when the trickle of water
Was streaming to hands like a diamond's drops
When silky grass was caressing our bodies
And our hearts were full by eternal hope
The fields are empty, the woods are burnt
Our kings have been blinded by shining of gold
The autumn treasure as rich as yours
Its fading is my trouble untold
The earth in gold is a dream of tomorrow
In stuffy metal it's restless soul
We can't be ruthless, we can not borrow
Its shabby heart hearing mother's call
