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The text of the ballad (I remind you, the author of the lyrics Oleg Makhakamsky) is a verse: it was not born a wolf, but became more dangerous than the beast, for those who carry fear and darkness in their souls, I lived with a call, not believing in anything until I met you in a vital Mezhe. Chorus: and became intended for me, two threads of inextricable, night and day, a favorite image smelling of a lilac, and a strand of native hair that the ash hid the canopy. Truck: who could say then that the fate awaits us evil, and together we are not destined to spend the eyelids that I would choke with blood, sparkling with a sword of steel, and cutting the way to the cold winds in spite. Chorus: And the light of the star of the distant guide, my step is illuminated to you in the dark darkness, break through the networks of all the intrigues of the courtiers, and debunge the lie, at the cost of any loss. Truck: I will run into the snowstorm on the wolf’s trail, and I’ll overtake my heart in the morning, through anger and sadness that hardened with a stone, I will light up the mouth that they freeze in the wind. Chorus: And again I rush with an arrow of silver, behind a swallow, fluttering in the distance, I want to hear your laughter again, close your back from the troubles, press to my chest. Truck: where do you wander alone, where do you beat you hardships? How many more years will the blizzard separate us? Give a sign in the night, through darkness and bad weather, I will melt the snow with snow, native Zyrael. Chorus: And your pain sounds sinister echoing, in my visions and anxious dreams. The reflection of the eyes of the fish and pollen of fishthah, tolerate, my duckling, souls in yourself you are fear. Truck: my path is over here, at the lone tower, I was able to find you with evil intrigues contrary to, and lost again, pierced the trident of the rock, we wanted such a bitter end with you? Chorus: But, apparently, our deadline has not yet come out, I had to renew the way, I heard your call from a dream, and I gave my soul for you and life. Truck: the mind became clean like snow, and memory left me with an evil will, depriving me of forgotten days. I became a servant, a sword of the monarch in the battle, and I was a figure on the board of the killer of kings. Chorus: And a step in the night behind the heavenly light, on the island of a foggy outside worlds, a throw to the hut on the rock of a sheer, and the sparkle of green eyes, which is more beautiful than all kinds of words. Truck: I don’t know if you are my destiny, or with passion I owe only fate, when in my desire, I have a dressing: lilacs the delicate aroma of my love for you. Chorus: And you run the dreams of my sutra, gooseberries are tart, sweet lilac, I want in a dream you will see your black curl, my eyes of your eye, that tears fog a shadow. Truple: Pay the way with a finger in the middle of the scars of the wounds of the harsh, so that we will drain the paths of fate against, open those wounds, cure them again, let them develop a pattern in fate. Chorus: And again we beat at the old tower, I have to let you go forever, but I believe - you will go through a terrible white cold, because friends are waiting for you, your overnight stay. Truck: this world of the happy Ciri warmed this world, returned to the world of the living and completed the path. The Witcher pressed her and the sorceress, and smiling fell silent, fearing the moment to frighten. Chorus: And the ice of the ferocious dead elements, in the powerless before you will retreat away. For those - a witcher, for others - the Messiah, but in loving hearts, just a daughter.