Mirsilo Lyrics & Chords By Ataraxia

In this magic ring
she stretched towards the altar,
sanctuary of apple trees
...beautiful Mirsilo...
the air is mild breaths,
new corollas are living
and veiling the rose bushes
...beautiful Mirsilo...
Bind to your hair
flowers, beauty and whirling things
and sing your ritual melody
sing your ritual melody
voice of sweetness
trill of water
beautiful Mirsilo,
beautiful Mirsilo