In the shadow of primeval woods The sorcerer lives in solitude He reads ancient scrolls written in mystic runes. He's old like Earth, he's grey like Moon The wizard's dark eyes are full of gloom He forsees the coming of rigorous doom.
Magic is disappearing Forevermore and without a trail Endless suffering's leaving The Magician's black eyes day by day.
The Sorcerer sees the dawn of new day That cruelly rules by fire and sword But he can't prevent the old prophecy's reign...
Bridge (in Ukrainian)
The day will come when magic spells will lose their power You must know that wizard's life is also over Look at the stars that glow above the night Try to find the flame of mage's eyes inside your heart
Magic is disappearing Forevermore and without a trail Life and pain are leaving The Magician's black eyes day by day.