A patternless and endless snow
Attend the fire in our home
I rub where his wings would grow
And push the mud out of his bones
Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev
Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev
Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev
A patternless and endless snow
Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev
Attend the fire in our home
Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev
I rub where his wings would grow
Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev, Lev
And push the mud out of his bones
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