Gjallarhorn - Pure Winds of the Past | Текст песни

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Pure winds of the past
Dark of todays
Uncertainty of future
Stream of the time in the mist of reality
The book of history is still full of pages
Sheets blacken one by one
But pages of not came times are pure
Pure, like winds of the past

Pure winds of the past blow
Over the cold mountains
I feel it...
I feel changes...