Without a motion, the dancer in front Of the silent player, the kantele burning Like the sun without its light She appears in my dream Gypsy woman crystallomancy Seeing a war, heavy iron in the chest Never growing rusty Prophesying, crops are like Weather and war You now have thaw But tomorrow brings bitter frost and ice No, there is no reason to bow down Even though you could lash us with your whip Should we die, then mother earth would get A golden blanket Gypsy woman crystallomancy Seeing a war, heavy iron in the chest Never growing rusty Prophesying, crops are like Weather and war You now have thaw But tomorrow... Before was like before But today is indescribable Before, yellow grain swayed Harmonious and serene Before was like before But today there's no peace Evil's reaping, the Devil's laughing He has grown fat and strong Eastern Igor slaughters from his hideout Before was like before But today is indescribable Before, yellow grain swayed Harmonious and serene Before was like before But today there's no peace Evil's reaping, the Devil's laughing He has grown fat and strong Eastern Igor slaughters from his hideout Before was like before...