We came from the mountains
With a holy path
We raised from the darkness
And saw sky above
The world has been old
With weakness of streights
Before we arrived
bewitched the dust graves
The love was forgotten
Forbidden was voice
We couldn't regret
And we had no choice
The darkness behind
And no light in front
We came from the mountains
With sounds of fight.
Highlanders
© Copyright: Эль Ва, 2006
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