You will feel in the air Unearthly echoes,
You will see through the haze of lies The twists and turns of fate.
Where hands intertwine, Where lips say goodbye,
And into the blue dawn ice The sky calls us.
Dawn dew Lighter than light,
And in it lives The belief of wild herbs.
In every century For every terrible beast
There will be One day a wolfhound.
Forgotten roads, Broken roads
Lie down under the clatter of hooves,
And the heart hurries.
And fair winds Are not bound by fetters,
And the morning will not wait,
You cannot be late.
Dawn dew Lighter than light,
And in it lives The belief of wild herbs.
In every century
For every terrible beast
There will be One day a wolfhound.
You came out of hunger, From the eternal cold,
From the mountain iron darkness, From the ancient prison.
From the gloom of the north As a clover inflorescence
The sprout of the last spring Will be woven into a wreath.
Dawn dew
Lighter than light,
And in it lives The belief of wild herbs.
In every century
For every terrible beast
There will be One day a wolfhound.