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Above The Old Coffin (Lyrics)
My decrepit hearth burns, the claws of frost fall apart in the fire
Through thin walls it breaks, and hoarfrost crawls across the arms.
May cold February howl, dropping melted tears over the flame,
Under the hovel arch spring rests in an old coffin.
At the black night winter forces
Become furious with fierce blizzard.
Bones of the Earth covered with
Glaciers and rough stone.
Revealed by Darkness from the bowels, rise from the depths!
Become the wind and the snow, howl of wild packs.
Hurry to the timid light, extinguish the moon,
Tear a wood bed, swallow the spring.
While my words sound
Above the old coffin,
A living fire keeps burning
In the dead of winter.
Mother Spring is warm,
It rests peacefully
In the spruce branches
Watching dreams.
In hours or many years
Above the old coffin
Ice shackles are tighter and tighter.
In the dead of winter
A flaming dawn will rise.
In the spru
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