Белая дорога live 2018

White road The field is white, white firs are sleeping And they will sleep in the deep forest till April Snowstorm is covering up the puddles of foaming blood But under the snow fur the blood will return to the ground And the battlefield will become a crop land again And the words of prayers a yesterday tale Oh, the sick ground, abide for a while White road remains till the spring Let the ground get warm Let the ground wake up Calm the heart Awake We don t need much Light in the dear window White road Way from the heart to the sun Don t give to the strangers the things we hold dear The things which were given by the ground It s better not to live at all than lie and live in a lie Live on your native land like on the foreign land Wherever you stay, your sweet home Lights you like a star in the darkness Whatever happens, you should remain Faithful to your land Faithful to your land Faithful to your land Faithful to your land Faithful to your land Hey you dear Lady Winter Go away