Текст и слова песни Sig:Ar:Tyr – Frost On Dead Leaves
"Ice is very cold and immeasurably slippery;
It glistens as clear as glass and most like to gems;
A floor wrought by the frost, is fair to look upon."
-- Anglo-Saxon Rune Poem
It glistens as clear as glass and most like to gems;
A floor wrought by the frost, is fair to look upon."
-- Anglo-Saxon Rune Poem
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