Текст песни EORA - Тропами старых историй

In the marsh days
We are looking for happiness
But losing years
And almost ready to give up

Do not know yourself
In the reflection of turbid water
Do not know the world
What seemed so simple

We believe the fallen stars
And sadly bid farewell to summer
Paths of old , forgotten stories
And then the fire warmed the hands
Gray our dreams
On the far edges of the salty seas
On the bright sun , the future
And swear to pass this way
Carry through difficulties
All the best that is in us
Together, shoulder to shoulder
Hand in hand
Without fear or thunderstorms, rain or cold
We still have the power
After all, we are still young

We fall asleep under the rustle of grass
Under the chirping of cicadas
And smiles in his sleep
Seeing themselves as children

The sun woke us up and lead home