Elina Of The Winter

Original Song, melody and lyrics: O.Bougourd (UK) Copyright ⏭️Watch More:    • Original Songs   Up where the winding pines grow thick Elina’s making fire with her hands and sticks She watches the geese fly Searching for shadows and luck Lake water ripples Cold wind whistles No one ever knocks Elina of the winter Elina of the lake Whatever you give Whatever you take Wild berries and stones Wild berries and stones Cracked and dusty windowpanes Her table is laid out for change She wears a dark grey sweater Knotted with yarn from the spring Thunder is humming Cold rain a coming Stopping of the clock Elina of the winter Elina of the lake Whatever you give Whatever you take Wild berries and stones Wild berries and stones Maybe she’s found her home Maybe she’s holy Perhaps she’s happy on her own Elina of the winter Elina of the lake Whatever you give Whatever you take Wild berries and stones Wild berries and stones