| [00:10.59] |
That winter the snow was drifting high |
| [00:11.88] |
It was freezing in may |
| [00:15.15] |
Our faith for tomorrow is in trial |
| [00:19.20] |
After |
| [00:19.50] |
The punishment of god comes true |
| [00:22.86] |
We haven't been inert |
| [00:24.06] |
Nor have we forgotten the prosperous days |
| [00:26.22] |
This famine year failed to discourage us |
| [00:27.21] |
But as outcast to god |
| [00:29.61] |
There's no hope nothing |
| [00:30.39] |
For |
| [00:31.41] |
Off scourings of god |
| [00:31.92] |
There's nothing |
| [01:27.45] |
That winter the snow was drifting high |
| [01:30.75] |
It was freezing in may |
| [01:37.41] |
Summery grain was finally graceful |
| [01:40.92] |
'Til the frost took it away |
| [01:44.40] |
The village is almost desolate |
| [01:53.46] |
The weakest ones starved to death |
| [02:08.88] |
Feeble minded left by themselves |
| [02:16.23] |
The birth of the offsprings |
| [02:18.57] |
Has |
| [02:19.74] |
Ceased |
| [02:20.52] |
We are the ones still standing |
| [02:27.39] |
Our dwellings will never be deserted |
| [02:29.61] |
Still working through the days like |
| [02:31.95] |
These would be the last days of our lives |
| [02:34.47] |
Despite this silence |
| [02:37.38] |
Our home is still here |
| [02:42.27] |
Like a solid swarm |
| [02:48.27] |
Surrounded by the fields |
| [02:52.98] |
This famine year failed to discourage us |
| [03:05.37] |
But as outcast to god |
| [03:08.34] |
There's no hope nothing |
| [03:39.99] |
For |
| [03:47.55] |
Off scourings of god |
| [04:02.97] |
There's nothing |
