WINTER SUNSET Winter sheds from Heaven Great number of snow-flakes Sunset hightlights the even There's a bloody smell in air. She's serenely lieing With wide-open eyes Which reflect her sorrow, Grief and no more cries.
Wolves do not torment her flesh They lick off her face Days are passing far away But her beauty is the same.
Snow is slowly falling Like a crystall hide Wolves are mournful howling For the lunar night. Winds blow out the tears In her dead-smooth glance Death has taken fears In a folly dance.
Wolves do not torment her flesh They lick off her face Days are passing far away But her beauty is the same.
Frozen icon's swinging On her palid breast But it doesn't give her The Eternal rest. Night remains in silence Flying in the skyes Rays like silver lines Drowning in her eyes.