| Only, where the sky is crimson
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| I hear the moans and cries of the flooded city
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| I hear whispers of snakes, shaman howls
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| I believe that there is life under the water
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| The underwater world — the white marble
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| Underwater city — stones of graves
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| Underwater fire — prayers of shaman… for the ancient gods
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| City will sink, will be covered by gloom silent water, which will
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| Preserve the silence
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| It forgot the past, it will not disclose the future
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| It will bury the great secrets within itself
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| The sun hides behind the mountain from the coming night
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| Only the voices of bonfire won’t fall asleep, arguing with the
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| Cherished darkness
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| And stars again await for the dawn
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| And waves hit the coast somewhere
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| And waterfall splashes at some place
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| When all of us, intoxicated by the power, perish into the eternal depth
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| In dreams the only water will whisper at night
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| Of the mysterious city, the creature of nature
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| And you will dissolve into the depth of water
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| Blinded by the sun and the moon
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| At the day and night…
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| Wind tears the waves into pieces
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| It prays for return of the wise tribe
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| Stars scream into the depths of sea
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| For the whole eternity, thousands of years… |