كلمات Melody

Harvests lying in the fields Now we're rising from the ground Waking from the Autumn sleep Now we're scattered by the wind And you know we will always be Born to die again Let the winter descend on me Like a melody Late December blankest life Swallowing the blacking Sun I see children breathe the snow Brought down by the winter's edge And you know we will always be Born to die again Let the winter descend on me Like a melody And you know we will always be Born to die again Let the winter descend on me Like a melody March will bring the windwards more Sound the final battle call Release the flow of rising streams And bury dead now stain the snow And you know we will always be Born to die again Let the winter descend on me Like a melody