Текст песни Лантинор - Отшельник

I'm glad I ended the day
It's time to go back to her in a fox hole -
Remarked the Wizard,
He shook the hat leaves
He stepped into the darkness.

At the lake in the boat sat
Quietly, so as not to wake up the mighty dragon,
Lying, as a bridge, water,
Obvivaya tail shore beautiful Lohne.
Next on the wings of an owl,
Closing a moment his shadow
Stars wells
Above the ravine
There, where the swirling smoke,
Where in the twilight of secret places
Dying Sun King.

The hole near the round window
Fireplace flooding, threw in leaves
Soaked jacket,
Biting gray bread and old wine,
That recently brought him one,
He ran for a minute.

On page 2300
An ancient that:
Open to me, wise book
Age of the moon and dolmens.
Outside, all the trails to me sweeps winter ...

Every way - an excerpt from the secret
There are so many that even hard to find a place.
This night
I will close its volume without title.
My death will be a dot in the traditions of the Forest.
My death will be a dot in the legends of the forest ...
So I close the Forest Tradition!