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Woods
Posmrtna Liturgija Lyrics


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In these old woods cold winds to blow
And echoes from the trees are here to show
Greatness of the forest resting for a years
Greatness of this land slowly dying
Sound of horn in the leaves
Can take us to the past
To see long lost battles and victories
That was fought in olden times

Woods are calling my griefull heart
To rest in their silence eternaly

Enchanted by horizon frost is drying my heart
Cold wind blow in my face
Snow from the mountains
Looking on Alma in far distance
I hear the woods calling my name

Woods - take me away!
Woods - close my eyes!
Woods - take my heart!
Woods - and let me die!

Overall Meaning

The song "Woods" by Posmrtna Liturgija talks about the greatness and beauty of the forest and the land, which is slowly dying. The lyrics imply a sense of nostalgia about past battles and victories fought in the olden times. The cold winds blowing in the woods and the echoes from the trees symbolize the eternal presence of the forest and its greatness that has been resting for years. The sound of the horn in the leaves can take us back in time and make us witness the long lost battles and victories of the past.


The lyrics suggest that the woods are calling the singer's "griefull heart" to rest in their eternal silence. The cold wind blowing in the singer's face and snow from the mountains in the distance create an enchanting and desolate mood. Despite the beauty of the forest and the land, the singer is melancholic and hears the woods calling his name. Ultimately, the singer desires for the woods to take him away, close his eyes, take his heart, and let him die.


Overall, the song portrays a beautiful and eerie image of the forest and the land. The lyrics suggest that the singer has a profound connection with the woods and wants to be a part of them forever.


Line by Line Meaning

In these old woods cold winds to blow
The cold winds blow in these ancient woods


And echoes from the trees are here to show
Echoes in the trees reveal their magnificence


Greatness of the forest resting for a years
The forest's majesty has been dormant for years


Greatness of this land slowly dying
This land's grandeur is gradually disappearing


Sound of horn in the leaves
The horn's sound rustles the leaves


Can take us to the past
It transports us to the past


To see long lost battles and victories
Where past battles and triumphs were fought


That was fought in olden times
From bygone eras


Woods are calling my griefull heart
My sorrowful heart is drawn to the woods


To rest in their silence eternaly
To rest eternally in the woods' serene silence


Enchanted by horizon frost is drying my heart
The frost on the horizon mesmerizes me


Cold wind blow in my face
The chilly wind lashes across my face


Snow from the mountains
Snow drifts down from the mountains


Looking on Alma in far distance
Gazing upon the distant peak of Alma


I hear the woods calling my name
The woods beckon me by name


Woods - take me away!
Oh woods, take me away!


Woods - close my eyes!
Woods, close my eyes!


Woods - take my heart!
Woods, take my heart!


Woods - and let me die!
Woods, let me pass on!




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