作曲 : Darkwood
作词 : Darkwood
  Caucasian Tales
 
 The spring time brings a scent so sweet
 A scent of life in times of need
 The river flows and I will drown myself
 The river flows and I will drown
 From petals falling to the ground
 From petals falling to the ground
 
 The smoke rises, ash descends
 We stoke the fire with trembling hands
 The river flows and I will drown myself
 The river flows and I will drown
 In ashes falling to the ground
 In ashes falling to the ground
 
 And summer's passing
 And we're waiting
 Knowing death is drawing near
 And in our valley
 Of our torrent
 There is nothing left but fear
 
 And mist is rising from the field
 A hazy breath that cuts like steel
 The river flows and I will drown myself
 The river flows and I will drown
 In leafs and rain on stony ground
 ...and leafs are falling to the ground
 
 We wander through the break of dawn
 Remaining in silence despite all scorn
 The river flows and we will drown ourselves
 The river flows and we will drown
 In snow that's falling to the ground
 In snow that's falling to the ground
 ...and snow is falling to the ground
 Tossed and torn without a sound