Siberia

Conspicuous circle of feathers I sent an owl on him Oral traditions are etched on Aurora borealis Creation of catharcis Aurora borealis Siberian winds Kept a Secret from me The darkest wolf has been seen Large facing eyes wants to Go after she cries Red painted rock That looks just like your heart You've been in my dreams Materialized with chills I can't speak Chills I can't Lada Sage in my hands Your home is still strange to me Cause Lada runned, runned Runned from your bad luck Lada Runned, runned Runned from your January cold Siberian winds Kept a Secret from me The darkest wolf has been seen Large facing eyes Wants to Go after she cries Red painted rock That looks just like your heart Conspicuous circle of fire I poured some water on him Veiled up a canvas crafted by your stars Strewn it with madness