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by Tansy Pye and Anna Clifford-Tait

Recording here: Keep The Fires Burning

The Wolves in the wood cry lonely tears Their hearts are cold with fear They cannot feel the hearths' bright warmth Tis hunger draws them near

Chorus: Keep the fires burning high Keep your voices loud Keep the cold from out your bones Wychlova, sing proud

Snow falls deep and snow falls fast 'twill bury the tents and the gear It spins and dances in the night The drifts are piling near

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The winds howl cold and biting teeth It tears at our cloaks and the furs It pulls and drags at the screaming trees And flings their branches far

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On a moonless night the clouds draw in The stars are hidden from sight Beyond the fire's warming glow Wychlova, carry your light

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Deep in the trees comes a warning growl And eyes aglow in the dark The monsters prowling all around Tis song that holds them back

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Out in the dark night a hunter's horn The tearing of flesh and of bone A clash of steel and a splash of blood Hunters, we're calling you home

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As dawn's light comes, the blizzard ends The camp is safe and calm All the children fast asleep Our song is nearly done

Last Chorus: Let the embers warm our bread Let our voices calm The night has passed and the wolves are gone Wychlova, safe from harm.