Early Frost — текст песни (Medieval Art)

I am born and I`ve grown in the wind
In the frost, in the draught
When we arrived to these barren plains
We felt early cold

[1]</i> Autumn... the leaves fall down again, to this gloomy earth
I beg You, cool rain... Clean my thoughts

[2]</i> Inside of my mind I`m full of pain, like this air
Misty thoughts, I tell you that: Go away... Far from here

I am born and I`ve grown in the wind
In the frost, in the draught
When we arrived to these barren plains
We felt early cold

[3]</i> Autumn goes on and on again, I weep
I beg You, cool rain... Clean my thoughts