..and again - into cold twilight Of dense ural woods Under marbled cloudy sky I go away... away... Lost in the forest marshes I see no sunlight I roam solely being worn with grey fur Burdened with sorrow and spite And at night like a shadow in silence I run forth upon the fresh snow Through the firwooden thicket And the eyes blink in its dusk... I gaze into starion sky From where the lonesome moon Surrounded with spectral halo Enlightens the woods with its silversome light The wind roams in the branches of trees And throws the snow off them... The fur is silver with frost... And again - the aimless run... ... no, not there where the sun rises on Mornings endawning the woods With the crimson aurora's light No, there's no aim of mine... The moon fades with the sunrise The snow sparkles under my paws The gloomy green forest stands in front of me This forest is my stronghold... I go into darkness forever Under the dome of woods and of sky I go away from the world of humans Into the ural, where i never roam before...
