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[Кіріспе] Frost gathers on the iron gate A pale wind turns the empty fields [Куплет 1] You walk where the black pines lean With frozen soil beneath your boots The northern ridge cuts through the sky And every bell has lost its tongue [Алдынғы қайырма] You raise your eyes to the vacant pass Where winter keeps its throne [Қайырма] Carry the flame through the buried snow Hold it high where the cold winds go If the dawn comes late, let the dark remain You and i will endure the stain [Куплет 2] The river wears a coat of glass The moon breaks thin across its skin Your breath is brief, your hands are red But still you turn toward the storm [Көпір] No crown, no grave, no final word Can bind the will inside your chest Through falling ash and splintered stone You choose the path that leaves no rest [Қайырма] Carry the flame through the buried snow Hold it high where the cold winds go If the dawn comes late, let the dark remain You and i will endure the stain [Аутро] When the last white mountain fades Leave one mark for those who follow
