I face the dying sun shedding his blood onto meadows
As hours of reign went out and crawling dark has come
No more I gonna fit birds in mourn clothes around me
As all what I loved has gone I prefer to follow it
As crawling darkness falls all treasures of world lose its value
Masks are teared away and faces blindly look inside
I have two ways to scale all things that I bear through lifetime
But crawling disaster laughs and mercilessly hides
I hope to face here everyone I loved
Passing dark and rising as new sun in heaven
I will cover woods and seas with light
Calling stangers searching for new home
Get me away with you, the rill of blinding light
Take me away for kingdom to restore
I leave all passions and whole memory of my
To be new sunrise at pale sky
26/05/2023
The dying sun - Ария - Закат
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