Silent Stream

The oldest tree in the forest

Tells the story from the old time

Tale of the fairy and her guide

The Stream dates from 1365

She fell in love with the King of men

Will she trade her immortal life for love...

Or will it be the pain?

Oh, silent stream,

Whispering wind,

Tell me my destiny,

Oh, will I stay fair

Or the dark will cover me

Nine days from now, you'll see the sign

Your Fairy soul belongs to the nature...

I'm calling the darkness

I calling the dawn

To stop all the blooming

And hear mother's moan

I'm calling the shadows

And stormwinds to sail

All that is living

Now is to pale