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[Кіріспе] Frost gathers where the old pines bend A pale wind circles what will not end [Куплет 1] Ash on the stones by the northern gate The iron moon keeps watch and waits I carry a spark in a weathered hand Through frozen fields no map has planned [Алдынғы қайырма] The hollow mountain calls my name Its breath is white, its heart is flame [Қайырма] Rise through the cold, unbroken Keep every vow unspoken Where the blackened branches sway We carve a path through fading day [Куплет 2] Ravens turn above the ruined tower Counting the years, counting the hours A river sleeps beneath the ice While distant bells refuse advice [Көпір] Airy strings ascend through the storm A brief-lit shape begins to form Then thunder tears the veil apart And winter beats against the heart [Қайырма] Rise through the cold, unbroken Keep every vow unspoken Where the blackened branches sway We carve a path through fading day [Аутро] When dawn finds frost upon the stone The road remains, but not alone
