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lyrics
Flight of the swans
Wandered foreign lands for so long
And we had forgot our way home
Gray waves will rock us for times to come
And fierce wind shall carry us along the foreign shores
Rains, storms and snowfalls tormented our wings
Nothing remained
But compose the echanting songs and sing
And then our brothers
Lost in the storms, flocked to the call
And broken wings were healed for so long
Once again and for all
When we return, we won't recognize
Our old home
Everyone we knew
Gone and fade, and we left forlorn
And only ashes remain
From the old hearth
Home of our youth
The whole is deserted, deseased
And we are left forever for mourning
From ocean to ocean, from age to age
We've been living through the fulfillness of change
We've got enough of this live
That one has lived through
The sign of sorrow is now our youth's home
Our tribe longs for another age, another epoch
Voices, faces and words -
Were washed by waves from the stones
Everything is crumbled in the sands
Of those ages course
And we shall crumble into dust
Along our white wings
Above our homeland shores
On the ashes of our fathers hall
Once and again
Our curse will fall
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