Текст песни: Son of Winter + перевод

Fire is crackling in this sunrise

My son of winter, son of heart and mind

Fading the colour of the ancient wisdom,

For your coronation I will sacrifice myself

I will live and you will grow

White branches are rising

Your roots are firm

Grow high and proud, my faith is blind

Black crows are dead

White doves are flying

Sweet crimson pureness, I will love you

Until the daybreak fades my greedy fancies

Flowers of evil near leaves of life

Enchanted colours echo from black eyes of child

I will live and you will grow

White branches are rising

Your roots are firm

Grow high and proud, my faith is blind

Black crows are dead

White doves are flying

I’m the winter, I’m the cold

I’m the feeling never told

I’m the truth, I’m the lies

I’m the teardrop from your eyes

I’m the emotion without name

I am joy, I am pain

I’m the tree of the night

I’m the white of your might

Grow high and proud, my faith is blind

Black crows are dead

White doves are flying

I will live and you will grow

White branches are rising

Your roots are firm

Grow high and proud, my faith is blind

Black crows are dead

White doves are flying

I will live and you will grow

White branches are rising

Your roots are firm

Grow high and proud, my faith is blind

Black crows are dead

White doves are flying

Перевод песни Son of Winter