Vilda Mannu
Alone on the top of the fells I chant for the wild moon
I wrote my chant for the moon's glory, for the lighter of my mood
I wish I could be one of his sons and one with the earth
So I could...
Alone on the top of the fells I chant for the wild moon
I wrote my chant for the moon's glory, for the lighter of my mood
I wish I could be one of his sons and one with the earth
So I could...
The dance of two free souls...No more masquerades of mortals
Just you and me as nightly guests at the dance hall of our last Autumn
Your look's so faithful, so brave...as you feel our comm...
The flowing stream...
A shape of a woman on its shore
She's washing my cloak
Which was stained by the clay of time
Her eyes are so sad and full of grief
A flow of ...
Each morn I sit and watch the waters, as your waves drift gently inwards.
The gentle breeze that brings your smile will caress my wayward spirit.
I hear your voice as you drift away on an ...
The memory lingers, the melody haunting.
Sweetened caress, your body flaunted.
Only my dreams, only my flawed mind.
Will bring you to me. I gazed upon wonder.
I tasted your fru...
When I'm in this state of mind I'm wishing I am blind
Sometimes life is more than pain to me
I feel the power of my grief, Death would be such a relief
All the secrets...
I saw her standing by the crimson sea...
Her gazing was intense but so dead...
The teardrops corroded the soil...
She couldn’t say a word to me...
...
When the veil of night covers
The whitest orchids of the night
I feel the darkest velvet in my arms
I follow the calling tune
The strains of the d...
I’m crucified into my dreams
By the hurting nails of my memories
The sword of hate incises...I bleed
And their eyes...
Their look burnt into my mi...
And the ancient mystic words misled me...
They reached my hidden innocence
So the sweetest moments of the perfect beauty...
Turned to the hours of the deepest despair
I'...
I can recall the sweet symphonies of my lost side
She filled my dreams with the enchanting aura
But the sweet days of delight were buried in dust
On the battle fields of the unholy h...
The dance of two free souls...No more masquerades of mortals
Just you and me as nightly guests at the dance hall of our last Autumn
Your look's so faithful, so brave...as you feel our comm...
I see the darkness falling on these fields
I feel the cold hands of the midwinter night
The claws of frost are plowing the naked skin of mine
The painful harrow of the eclipse time
The flowing stream...
A shape of a woman on its shore
She's washing my cloak
Which was stained by the clay of time
Her eyes are so sad and full of grief
A flow of ...
Let the fire burn
And the ashes drown your past,
Let the rain fall down
And wash the ruins of your life
When the wind is blowing
It dries the sands of decades
Red sparks fill the sky and they fall to the earth on fire
The bright stars fade away and the moon is turning to red
The dark woods of the valley whisper stories of an old witch
Livi...
Each morn I sit and watch the waters, as your waves drift gently inwards.
The gentle breeze that brings your smile will caress my wayward spirit.
I hear your voice as you drift away on an ...
Under a darkened sun they are born
When the moon is losing its shape
I'm here again to see
The nightly dance of the flames
Once my father bore his sword
To defend...
Here we are at bard's burial
To celebrate our friend's last journey to Walhalla
Come my friend, drink this wine, eat all food and sing all night
Last breath, final verse, a po...
All alone with bitter thoughts
I swear on the name of my rage
Those who made me suffer will now taste my hate
By the blood of hatred
I seal my wounds so deep
Now i...
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