Текст песни Яна Айнсанова - Шепчущий Холм

Whispering Hill
Words, music, guitar, flute, voice - Yana Ainsanova

Dm
Smoke drifts over the marshes
B A
The insides of the forest creak
B A
Spirit maimed by pain
B A
Moans in the frozen ground

Dm
Where is your own, where the enemy cannot be understood
B Dm
In one faceless pit
Gm B
They will remain lying
A Dm
Forgotten shadows

A A7 Dm
An ancient oak tree has taken root in darkness itself
B Dm Gm A
Hope will be born from dust and decay
A Dm A Dm
While hunger and fear live on earth
Gm Dm A G
Grass won't cover the paths in the hills
B A
Grave hills

A A7 Dm
Don't look, child, at the gifts of the night
A A7 Dm
His clumsy hands are reaching out to you
Gm Dm Gm Dm
Silence, which is scarier, howling and crying
A B A G Gm
She destroys, loving, and cannot do otherwise

B A