The Sorcerer

In the shadow of primeval woods
The sorcerer lives in solitude
He reads ancient scrolls written in mystic runes.
He's old like Earth, he's grey like Moon
The wizard's dark eyes are full of gloom
He forsees the coming of rigorous doom.

Magic is disappearing
Forevermore and without a trail
Endless suffering's leaving
The Magician's black eyes day by day.

The Sorcerer sees the dawn of new day
That cruelly rules by fire and sword
But he can't prevent the old prophecy's reign...

Bridge (in Ukrainian)

The day will come when magic spells will lose their power
You must know that wizard's life is also over
Look at the stars that glow above the night
Try to find the flame of mage's eyes inside your heart

Magic is disappearing
Forevermore and without a trail
Life and pain are leaving
The Magician's black eyes day by day.