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Under a darkened sun, they are born
When the moon is losing its shape
I'm here again to see
Nightly dance of the flames
Once my father bore his sword
To defend the clan till the end
Now he braves the battles
Between red northern flames
In the silence of night
I stare at those ancient lights
Which enlighten the way from the cradle
And lead warriors in grave
They have always been
And they will never change
They light the fire of soul
And keep it burning bright
And behind the scattered clouds
Star field of the sky
Brings back the dreams I already lost
Shall I ever be like him?
Brave warrior of night
Whose name will be
Written on the northern lights
In the silence of night
I stare at those ancient lights
Which enlighten the way from the cradle
And lead warriors in grave
They have always been
And they will never change
They light the fire of soul
And keep it burning bright
HATA BİLDİR
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