Aesma Daeva - Tisza's Child скачать видео бесплатно

**I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG!**

Daughters, sons, river deaths:

faces pale like moons;

and hands, bright stars.

Fair children cradle water graves.

Vast river, spirits, can you hear us pray?

Arise, hear my lullaby,

upon unlived lives.

Vast river, dark water,

I drown in lament endlessly.

Spirit guide, river stag arise,

eyes ablaze and hide steaming,

pull treasures from turbid water.

Tisza's child clothed in liquid light

arise, awake, mystify.

How I drowning bathe in rivers

that flood all hope in water,

final lord, and I will fly to thee.