Letra de Mourning Mountain

Sunset Night is to come A roaming thought Tread further Led by, escorted by A talisman hid into a leatherbag Inside, inside Hid in fog Where ground of moss Covers, cloaks Its being for death Gathering among the stone A crash from the ground Blood breaking up Song of woods creaking, squeaking The night is but An ardent murmur of the dead Wismen on the tree Hooting hour after hour Restless shaggy horde Howling by the mountainside Cry mourning into the face, the wrinkles of the spelling Moon Sing for the Decaying ones in forest litter Murmur words For coming crowns of trees For they feel the end of good days Mourning mountains rule, grow immense For the new Mother Earth Aiag (Gaia)!