Tears of the ancient dream

In the cold winter night
 Moon was the only light
 The whistling wind was sharp as a knife
 She was running from slavery and darkness
 Running with her child in her embraced
 Bleeding beneathher breast
 Yet still running among the frosty trees
 Slowly bleeding away her strength
 On her dress blood frozen
 The moonlight started to darken
 Through the whistling wind
 Was echoing a sound of silence
 She fell on her back by turning
 On the snowy ground was lying
 Looking at her child and crying
 Under the moonlight slowly dying
 Pease baby run up to the hill
 Look where the children of freedom sing
 There will be the land of our dreams
 The land we shed tears for centuries
 Tears running on her death colour face
 Wispering of dreamland each other thay embrace
 Red of blood were her lips
 Near her death she gave her child Nora akiss
 Tears of the ancient dream
 To live in the land of liberty
 In the land of our dreams
 Where the eagle loud can scream
 Songs of birds freedom feels
 The moonlight darkend black
 The whistling wind silent death
 Her eyes filld with tears, twinkeld in the moonlight
 Looking at her child with her eyes open wide she died
 Mother please do not die
 In your eyes I can see the love of you
 Suudenly a voice of man said
 She is dead my little friend
 Soldier of freedom was standing there
 In the sky there was a glowing light
 Soldiers of benevolence fly
 There was a sound shakeing the ground
 Soldiers of benevolence marching nigh
 With the flag of freedom arised
 They took Nora to the freedom land
 In the dreamland eagle took a flight
 The light of freedom hit the sky
 People dancing around and around
 Sound of music high and loud
 Tears of joy in every window
 Throwing roses at soldiers of freedom
 Tears of sorrow in one window
 Tears of Nora in one sad window
 With two roses in her hand
 One for liberty one for funeral ceremony
 The end of slavery and darkness
 In the dreamland beneath the mountain
 Choir of children sing of eagle
 Nora there with the flag of freedom
 Nature so we can be free
 Air so we all can breath
 Trees to hear birds sing
 Ocean to wosh our dark memories
 Tears of the ancient dream
 Tears of joy for being free
 In the land of our dreams
 Where the eagle loud can scream
 Songs of birds freedom feels