This is an old song by a known rock musician and currently an open dissident Yuri Shevchuk, which, I thought, despite its title, quite befits the mood of this particular February. Million thanks to Luinyelle from Vinye Lambengolmor for corrections and some great suggestions on lyrics and to Anna Suriéva-Ennar for patient assistance with some hidden issues. Harp, flute, hora, voice, and a tiny drop of estel.
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