Dunes

"Zeal and ardor, fiery stones  The matte atonal prayer Sand grinding teeth Dry throat, cracked lips  Thick air Drawling sound  Is shaking the ground Forget your stupid pride Turn back and run from  Butchering sun Come to the dark side Hear it, sacred chants of the rivers  Rainfall in the twilight Chilly shadows of pine trees Calling  Feel it, sharp ice peaks of the mountains  The Carpathian wonders Wind is dancing through fingers Calling you  Sweaty rivers, multiple layers Of heavy-bodied rags Seems like the closer we become The more estranged we are Hear it, sacred chants of the rivers  Rainfall in the twilight Chilly shadows of pine trees Calling  Feel it, sharp ice peaks of the mountains  The Carpathian wonders Wind is dancing through fingers Calling you  Water Aqua Handful I beg  Ходили в дюни, ходили Ходили в дюни, ходили Ходили в дюни, в дюни Hear it, sacred chants of the rivers  Rainfall in the twilight Chilly shadows of pine trees Calling  Feel it, sharp ice peaks of the mountains  The Carpathian wonders Wind is dancing through fingers Calling you  Water Ходили в дюни Aqua Ходили в дюни Handful Ходили в дюни I beg В дюни "