Part 1

The autumn rain on a frozen valley;

The bird's wedge is calling our souls fallow them…

Dejected trees will be colored in yellow

As soon as the sun will whispering your name…

Chorus

Oh, Gods, I am waiting your anger,

Sitting near water where my sword will sink.

My land has been locked by a stranger,

Has been covered by night's black wings.

Part 2

Remember a time when the trickle of water

Was streaming to hands like a diamond's drops,

When silky grass was caressing our bodies

And our hearts were full by eternal hope.

Part 3

The fields are empty, the woods are burnt -

Our kings have been blinded by shining of gold.

The autumn treasure as rich as yours,

Its fading is my trouble untold…

Part 4

The Earth in gold is a dream of tomorrow

In stuffy metal it's restless soul.

We can't be ruthless, we can not borrow

Its shabby heart hearing Mother's call.