The Exile

The clouds of steam hissed ominously
As we travelled miles unknown
The sun arises, shines her light
Bathes the world in one last golden glow

Imprisoned and exiled, this horror will not abate
Oh hamlet of Tobolsk, show mercy to our fate!
The bleak winter wrath, like the war, prevails
Oh sovereign, our tsar, why abdicate?

Glory days of long before
Stay with me forevermore!
Motherland that I adore
'Twill be no more

Yekaterinburg what horror does us await
What purpose or prospect?
Show mercy to our fate!

There's so much that I would give
For another life to live

Slowly fades the night away
But then!
A voice whispers 'quickly, make haste! '
Could it be? A saviour has come!

Could our trials and our
Tribulations fade like snow in the sacred sun?

Livadia in the springtime
Those Crimean memories haunt me It's lost and gone
For we are thousand miles from

The glory days of long before
Stay with me forevermore!
Motherland that I adore
'Twill be no more

Glory days of long before
Stay with me forevermore!
Motherland that I adore
'Twill be no more

This is a lie
How can we trust
'Twill be no more

No! Have mercy on our souls
No! Have mercy on the Romanov's reign
No! Oh father in heaven I beg thee
Have mercy!
Let thy blessing be with us again!

No! Not our mother and father
No! Not our dearest Alexei
No! All hope is lost in this crimson hue
Please I do not want to die!

No! I beg thee, withdraw thy hatred
No! Let us sisters be!
No! Have we not been loyal servants?
Must we slaughtered be?
I beg thee please, let me be!
No!

Motherland, my Rodina
Home of the Tsars
May you guard and guide us to heaven to be by your side
May you guard and guide us to heaven to be by your side