Nomans Land - In the Skin of A Bear | Текст песни

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Golden rye waits in the fields
For the harvest coming up
Man is waiting for sunise
Bears crown to try on
Wind bends rye spikes to the ground
This time crops are ripen well
Grains are falling like a gold
To the den of bear

The hymn to bearskins will sung
By their children
And when curtain time will come
By children of their children
Let the heart to prompt a term
When it's time to make a choice
And to clothe like king a wood
Fell in the skin of a bear

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