From the recording Where Silence Still Remains
Some winters never truly end. Until the earth remembers how to breathe again.
Driven by expressive violins, deep organic percussion and the ethereal voices of Zorya and Vargrim, this Slavic and Nordic inspired folk song tells of forgotten bells, ancient rivers and the quiet awakening of nature after the longest winter.
Lyrics
The bells beneath the lake still ring
Where daylight fears to stay
The wolves carried morning through the reeds
And vanished into grey
The crows stitched silver through the mist
Above the autumn plain
While hidden roots beneath the earth
Still whispered in the rain
The river wore a coat of stars
Too old for mortal eyes
And somewhere in the sleeping hills
A forgotten summer lies
The earth keeps turning
Slow and deep
The old dreams wander
Never sleep
The bells beneath the water call
Though no hand strikes their tone
The wolves still run beyond the dawn
Where no path leads back home
The sky bent low across the fields
Like sails upon the sea
Yet every road that crossed the mist
Passed quietly by me
The bells still ring
The wolves still run
The river keeps
The morning sun
The bells still ring
The wolves still run
For what will be
And what was done