Текст песни
Under roots the night is deep
Ancient powers rise from sleep
Three sisters guard the woven line
Threads of fate in their hands entwine
Urd begins with a whispering stream
Voices lost in a timeless dream
In her gaze lie forgotten years
Echoed steps of the vanished seers
In her water — the age-old cries
Broken oaths under fading skies
Every shadow the world once knew —
Carved in runes of the morning dew
Three threads — a single weave
Three voices — the tales they breathe
The past that no storm can drown
The present — a fleeting crown
The future sings cold and wide —
Skuld decides how the worlds collide
Verdandi holds the living flame
Threads that shift, never stay the same
Every heartbeat, a turning wheel
Life and death on her balanced steel
Skuld stands still like a frozen sigh
Glass-cold hands where tomorrow lies
She cuts shadows of wars unborn
Shapes the path where all souls are sworn
Three threads — a single weave
Three voices — the tales they breathe
The past that no storm can drown
The present — a fleeting crown
The future sings cold and wide —
Skuld decides how the worlds collide
Yggdrasil guards their endless song
Binds the world where the fates belong
Who defies what the sisters spin
Shall be swallowed by time within
In a circle they trade their place —
Shifting truth in a mirrored space
And the well by the roots proclaims
“Threads are turning — they bear all names”
Three threads — a single weave
Three voices — the tales they breathe
Three sisters — with the world in hand
Shaping fire, and frost, and land
All paths rise where their voices lead —
All fate answers their ancient creed
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