A castle is in the mountains
In witch winter is eternal.
Castle is huge like a titan
And it's alive like a town.

The castle's got four walls
Four domes and four towers.
Hot springs are it's veins
Coming from beneath, giving us life.

In it's center is a great hall
Where we hold our ceremonies.
In long hallways we revel
In huge libraries we study.

When it snows we have fun
We sing and play as kids around.
Oh, how we love it peacefully falling
And touching the ground without a sound.

And on full moon we never sleep
As we selerbrate it all night long.
Ravens do live nearby the castle
Each we love, each other we help.

So we rouges live in here
this is our state, and is our home
We live here in harmony with each other.
Luck brings us here after guiding through trials.

We, are the forest's rouges,
We live here bandoned by those
Who we loved, but no more, of course.

We all have left our homes, searching for place
Where we'd live with out a pain to face.
And so at last we found the place.

Here in the forest live
In treehouses mostly we live
So no one, trust me, will make us leave.

Under the ground we have our shrine,
Of luck, of freedom, of moon, let'em shine!
Here we greet our new comrades each time.

And we perform our rites every night
As we dance, as we sing, as we fight
Our souls keep shining bright

The forest is surrounded by ruins of an ancient nation
It's magic is our never broken protection
Not a chance for the intervention.

Sometimes we give moon the homage
Get home and take out fearless revenge
As  go on a bittersweet rampage.

Run away if you are where you don't belong.
At midnight come and find  a golden rose yet the search might take long
Once you do tell a story and sing 'bout freedom a song.

there are so many stupid people
in this country

Oh, they all blame us for four sins
The four committed mostly by teens.

The first one of the four sins is love-
A magic that brings you to sky and above.

The second one of those  is the revenge-
A shameless justice, a bittersweet rampage.

The third and the next is a romantic  ambition-
To move forward, to get better the only permissions.

And the  last yet the greatest is being smart-
Seeing the truth and fading illusions apart

So they call it sin and we call it treasure,
They wish us pain, yet find the pleasure.

Thanks to all of you, dear poets,
          Dear comrades of mine.

For each of you is a founder
Of a hundred mysterious words.

For each of you is a teller
Of a thousand magical stories.

Because you are filling with colors
The gray void that others create.

Because you sing away with out a doubt the truth
And the feeling others are scared to think of.
  
And with words you turn down all of pain
Just when it's almost clear that life's in vain.

And you are the ones who are always there to prove me
"Don't be afraid, go right ahead, as you're not the only"

Thanks to all of you, dear poets,
                  Dear comrades of mine.

Let's selebrate as we won,
Won't calm down until dawn!
Cause we might be gone.

Let's with a passion dance,
to chill it is our last chanse
to see the beauty's glance.

By euphoria we are blessed,
and by desire possesed.
As all of our feelings expressed.

Let'em hide among trees,
Play arround and kiss.
They don't care if somebody sees.

Come on over, my friends!
Let us unite our hands,
Dance and sing in the sands.

Remember, this is our last night.
So we should keep souls' flame alight.
Let in luck's name it shine bright.

Rivers run for eternity all over,
Again wants to take Earth over.
Always rivers're followed by chasers-
The greatest ever dream dancers.

In the mountains when following they fly,
And so, they jump up to the very sky.
Barely touching the water with their feet
They sign songs so graceful and so sweet.

Oh, in the darkest  forests on the branches they fearlessly  run,
Faster than birds, lighter than winds. Before you notice they'll be gone.
And the folk of the forests, animals would wonder:
"Why are those kids faster than lightning and thunder?".

And in the cities they ride winds overwatching the place,
Finding new members, through houses they trace
Nobody  can see'em, yet windows try to catch their reflection,
Know, they never do, because they lack in attention.

"But what is their goal" a reader would ask,
Over watching the life- that is the task.
You see, water knows the secret of moon, keeps keys to the life,
And while the rivers run,  fires won't find a single way to end our graceful strife!