Life is a spindle, cradle is a source
Here I've come where three roads cross
And I'm standing, as if, near the door
For behind waiting one, worth waiting for
Youth is like a captivity, I couldn't come
I was saving heart of mine, for you I've done
And by the three roads I dropped to my knees
I have found you, and almost have lost you
From the wild snowstorm my heart is breaking
Angry blizzard-witch behind my back is laughing
For too long my holy place was an empty site
And I'm riding to church to steel myself a bride
The domes are glittering, crown on my head
Behind my back standing my brothers and my dad
I believe , God will forgive the last sin I've done
I will steel you in front of everyone
From the wild snowstorm my heart is breaking
Angry blizzard-witch behind my back is laughing
For too long my holy place was an empty site
And I'm riding to church to steel myself a bride