All the foxes are running away
All the foxes are running away
From the woods (away from the woods)
All the crosses are broken down
All the crosses are broken down so cruel
Way too cruel
And our memories are awoken up
Old memories are awoken out of piece
And to every blood, dirty and pure,
To every blood sometimes there are lees
And the sharp axe is lying at
The sharp axe is lying at the root (at the root of the trees)
And the people cry shedding no tear
And the people cry, with the sense of unease
The heaven and earth are fleeing away
The heaven and earth are fleeing away but they fail
They cannot find a place
And we see the books, the open books
And we read in books who’s fallen into disgrace
Into His disgrace
(chorus)
And I’m going to share my hopes in the coldest winter
I’m going to share my faith in the darkest hour
And I promise to give you love in the coldest winter
I promise to bring the help in the darkest hour.
©, Дмитрий Колясников, 2013
