Siberia
Conspicuous circle of feathers
I sent an owl on him
Oral traditions are etched on
Aurora borealis
Creation of catharcis
Aurora borealis
Siberian winds
Kept a
Secret from me
The darkest wolf has been seen
Large facing eyes wants to
Go after she cries
Red painted rock
That looks just like your heart
You've been in my dreams
Materialized with chills I can't speak
Chills I can't
Lada
Sage in my hands
Your home is still strange to me
Cause Lada runned, runned
Runned from your bad luck
Lada
Runned, runned
Runned from your January cold
Siberian winds
Kept a
Secret from me
The darkest wolf has been seen
Large facing eyes
Wants to
Go after she cries
Red painted rock
That looks just like your heart
Conspicuous circle of fire
I poured some water on him
Veiled up a canvas crafted by your stars
Strewn it with madness
Autor(es): KAYTA
