You'll sense in the air
The foreign echoes,
You'll see through the spell of the lie
The visions of fate.
Where hands twine,
Where lips say goodbye,
And into the blue sunrise ice
The sky is calling us.
Dew of dawn
Brightest of all,
Within it lives
Wild grasses' lore.
In every age
The wildest beast
Will meet one day
Its fated wolfhound.
Forgotten roads,
Broken roads
Lie down under the clank of the wheels,
And the heart is in rush.
Fair winds
Aren't bound in reins,
The morning won't wait,
We mustn't be late.
Dew of dawn
Brightest of all,
Within it lives
Wild grasses' lore.
In every age
The wildest beast
Will meet one day
Its fated wolfhound.
You came of hunger,
Of endless cold,
Of iron mountain darkness,
Of ancient prison...
Of northern murk
Comes the last sprout of spring
And like a clover bloom
Will braid into the wreath.
Dew of dawn
Brightest of all,
Within it lives
Wild grasses' lore.
In every age
The wildest beast
Will meet one day
Its fated wolfhound.