MOSSS - Лета
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The Red River
Has let down her braids;
Above her hangs a pallid mist—
You will fall right into her trap.
The Red River
Has let down her braids—Red River, Red River!
Run now, before it’s too late,
Away from that shore—from that distant shore!
The river will beckon you onward,
Followed by mist—an icy mist;
She will call out, then she will deceive you—
Just to ensure you fall right into her trap.
Lethe...
Lethe...

The Red River...
Away from that shore—from that distant shore!
Above her hangs a mist—an icy mist—
Just to ensure you fall right into her trap.
You will step into her waters unhurriedly;
There is no turning back—no way back now.
Forget all that came before;
Leave your world behind, like a wondrous garden.
All memories are erased—
Memories of your journey, of your path;
Moments of joy and moments of sorrow—
They will remain forever by the river’s side.
Red River, Red River...
Away from that shore—from that distant shore!
Followed by mist—an icy mist—
Just to ensure you fall right into her trap.
Lethe...
Lethe...

My hands—they are the banks of that river;
Go forth into the distance—walk away from me.
My hands—they are the banks of that river;
Go forth into the distance—walk away from me.