Rain Delay
Withstand The Winds
Woods, bethrothed to mountains,
Withstand the winds of martyrdom.
Under the moon, after feowertiene night of flight,
We descended on thy mountain.
Mother Forest, in thy embrace we have found a shelter.
Woods, bethrothed to mountains,
Withstand the winds of martyrdom.
Under the moon, after feowertiene night of flight,
We descended on thy mountain.
Mother Forest, in thy embrace we have found a shelter.