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lyrics
Birches’ branches
still rise above the surface of the river.
They look like cold hands inviting you to the village that’s used to be here
But now an old wooden cross is drifting over the flooded graves
You better scream, and maybe somebody will hear you.
Sing about the last harvest that was gathered here,
That last harvest.
Fire pits are turning into mud - they are remnants of burned houses.
In this mud the river will answer all your questions, and through stiffened consciousness it will say goodbye to you.
И берез в воде
Озябшие ладони
Той земли, с которой
Жили столько лет,
Позовут тебя в
Безвременья истоме
Где с затопленных могил
Дрейфует старый крест...
Ты кричи! - и может,
Кто-нибудь услышит,
Где последний с плачем
Собран урожай,
Где в илу кострищ
Река ответ напишет
И в закованном сознанье
Отзовёт "прощай!"
supported by 17 fans who also own “Память затопленных деревень [Flooded villages memory]”
While "Lammas Tide" is my favorite track, this whole album is a wonderful joy to listen to. Matthew Davis' art is wonderful to hear and I consistently return to this one. 1cedGuardian
supported by 16 fans who also own “Память затопленных деревень [Flooded villages memory]”
If nostalgia for an age where creatures of myth walked together with the children of men had a soundtrack, this album would be it. Also, a touching reminder that we can forego wealth and power for wilderness and freedom, if we so choose. emanuele127