Lost Paths Of Unicorns lyrics

A breeze is tearing down the leaves of the trees

(That are) falling asleep in the colors of Fall



Again, I can hear that strange beat of the Earth

That melancholy neigh and sorth of the nostrils



The strokes of hoofs sound again over the land

I can see them again galloping gracefully

Their blowing white manes, a tender sharp horn on their brow



Only a virgin could touch their grace

And feel the touch of their eyelashes in her palm

Just today, when I`m scrolling across the forest

And that ancient touch is warming my palms



Just today, I`m trying to find the traces of UNICORNS

As if their traces were still warm

But those paths have been overgrown with grass

For a long time...
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