...And Again - Into Cold Twilight
Of Dense Ural Woods
Under Marbled Cloudy Sky
I Go Away... Away...
Lost In The Forest
Marshes
I See No Sunlight
I Roam Solely Being Worn With Grey Fur
Burdened With Sorrow And Spite
And At Night Like A Shadow In
Silence
I Run Forth Upon The Fresh Snow
Through The Firwooden Thicket
And The Eyes Blink In Its Dusk...
I Gaze Into Starion
Sky
From Where The Lonesome Moon
Surrounded With Spectral Halo
Enlightens The Woods With Its Silversome Light
The Wind Roams
In The Branches Of Trees
And Throws The Snow Off Them...
The Fur Is Silver With Frost...
And Again - The Aimless Run...
...
No, Not There Where The Sun Rises On
Mornings Endawning The Woods
With The Crimson Aurora's Light
No, There's No Aim Of
Mine...
The Moon Fades With The Sunrise
The Snow Sparkles Under My Paws
The Gloomy Green Forest Stands In Front Of Me
This
Forest Is My Stronghold...
I Go Into Darkness Forever
Under The Dome Of Woods And Of Sky
I Go Away From The World Of
humans
Into The Ural, Where I Never Roam Before...