Текст песни Khors The Only Time Will Take It Away

Weird roots of and old oak
Are still holding the last drip of power
Branches of an old willow have all shrinked and died
And the old deep river has almost gone dry

The wells stand empty like the salty dried sea
Only wind is guarding the parents' grave that's on the hill

The enemies' old blood that's on the stone
Has already dried and gone black
Yellowed wild field soaked by the sun
Will calm the rage of rains

The last house hasn't burnt
Standing with the black holes of windows
Only time will decide the destiny of people
Only time will take away the disgrace of centuries