Лензвук - Ведьма севера
текст песни

Where the sun freezes
In the claws of branches
On the gray moss
The witch writhes and rolls
The thicket freezes
The owl groans
Branches scratch until they bleed
The Witch of the North breathes nearby
Uuu la la la la
She will be born from the terrible games of children
Their songs and rhymes
The worm-eaten sun
Of phosphorescent eyes
Your life is in bony hands
Blood rushes and pounds in your ears and temples
Uuu la la la la
She will be born from the terrible games of children
Their songs and rhymes
Uuu The Witch of the North will whistle
And the birds will fall silent
Flee for salvation, pray
Uuu la la la la
She will be born from the terrible games of children
Their songs and rhymes
Uuu The Witch of the North will whistle
And the birds will fall silent
Flee for salvation, pray
Flee for salvation, pray