Текст песни Butterfly Temple - Сны Северного Моря - Солнцестояние

Solstice
(Lyrics: Lesyar)

Voice of grass in the heat in June
The wind sang in the lush branches
Flame solstice grief I
Lost in the vast fields

Flame fires - thank the gods

Around the dance of Runes converge
Forks whisper in the shadows of the coasts
Grass dew in the morning pluck
Sends us a sign pattern clouds

Flame fires - thank the gods

Song bird flying over the forest
An echo of the song hit the shores
Fever amber beverage ... Veil
Torn from the eye, taking the glare of dreams

Hands touch the branches of trees
Braided wreaths of birch
Jinx doubt smoke roots
Throw off his dreams are full of tears
VIEW shaming the proud heart
Songs fire heating of the blood
In a hot dance with dew Merge
With the first light turn again.