Moon Lover

Happy Kalevala Day!

On the winter hill the huntress moon
sings a song to the wolves and to the snow
icy rain came from the heaven
to bliss the earth and the hearts of the dry

Deep into smoke, the one who cares
hides a pearl between rocks and cold shores
he play this poem every night
just to feel the engraved beauty of the bright

On the winter hill the killing moon
deceive her will on the creatures of the fog
and we the ancient story tellers
will keep writing her preys on the stones

Deep into mist, the chosen one
will bleed alone to receive eternity's kiss
and on his way trough frozen clouds
pick a flower and swear serve the white mistress

I rise just to see her
I feel the warmth of that song
please, oh my darkest sky
show me the most beautiful bride

By: DarkCapricorn

já agora links úteis:
http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kalevala
http://www.kalevala.co.nr/