Black Crane - This Time Тексты

Stones from the past
We happen' to drag
Some of us lagging

Adrift, we flow
Mantled with
Loads of ages, whims of fortune

Fire of home
We happen' to blow
Some of us 're burning

Flameward, we tray
Shadows of beast and human,
God of the nature

Broken clay bowls,
We fill with water,
Some of us 're hiding

Leeward we slit
Our eyes, observe the circle
Changes of life

Huts of reed
We happen' to need
Some still arriving

Homeward, we tire
Expect for embrace of arms
Still and the gratitude

This time, we will define the life
Provide all mature constructs
Relestlently plough feel of lucidity,
Carry no clemency

This time, we will enchain all ghosts
Unbend the curves and purposes
Directions you'll pass, to treasure and like
To live and to die