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lyrics
On the shores
Washed by the cold northern seas
Lies my path
The roar of the waves
And the sound of the surf
The song of the cold wind
Reaches a distant line
Of dark forests
The proud peaks
Of snow-covered firs
And century-old pines
Where in the wooded mounds
And ruins of ancient altars
Dance the ghosts
With icy eyes
On the moss pathways
Powdered by snow
Lies my path
Forest, unleash your ghosts!
The whisper of oaks,
Tales from other times
Flickering ghostly eyes
In the thickets of winter
Swirling marsh lights
Near the stones of force,
Frozen in the marsh
On the pathways
Of distant villages
Lies my path
A plaintive moan
Of a blizzard
In the clapping of heavy shutters
Heavily sigh
The wraiths of winter
Along the houses they wander
And look through the windows
Wind gusts blow them
Into the night
Fields of snow, so endless
Mountains, so high
Rivers, so mighty
And crysral lakes
Rays of sun
With fresh breath
Of morning winds
Painted in a gray
The pre-dawn twilight
Reflection of sunlight in a snow
Like the sparkle of precious stones
The horizon of a spring being born
Lights the blood of the hearts
Along the cold shores
And along mountain forest tracks
I go to see again the harsh,
But such a dear to my heart landscape -
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