Without a motion, the dancer in front of the silent player
The kantele burning like the sun without its light
She appears in my dream
Gypsy woman crystallomancy seeing a war
Heavy iron in the chest, never growing rusty
Prophesying, crops are like weather and war
You now have thaw, but tomorrow brings bitter frost and ice
No, there is no reason to bow down
Even though you could lash us with your whip should we die
Then mother earth would get a golden blanket
Gypsy woman crystallomancy seeing a war
Heavy iron in the chest, never growing rusty
Prophesying, crops are like weather and war
You now have thaw, but tomorrow
Before was like before, but today is indescribable
Before, yellow grain swayed harmonious and serene
Before was like before, but today there's no peace
Evil's reaping, the Devil's laughing he has grown fat and strong
Eastern Igor from East slaughters from his hideout
Before was like before, but today is indescribable
Before, yellow grain swayed harmonious and serene
Before was like before, but today there's no peace
Evil's reaping, the Devil's laughing he has grown fat and strong
Eastern Igor from East slaughters from his hideout
Before was like before
Before was like before
Before was like before
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