Текст песни Мири Рэйн - Битва за мост

From sharp wolf fangs fell brave paladin
Death is close and the end of it is inevitable.
Magician fought like a Rakshasa,
But the lights go out elven eyes
And in the blood of the golden curl.

And the marks in yellow flower curved blade.
Ilmatar, the spirit of impurity in the radiant chamber.
And fills the scimitar
In the decisive blow
The ugly goblin - the creation of darkness

A knock on the temples,
Stone Chest
The pain and the blood come.
And there is no hope,
Faith lights go out,
Tried in vain to get up
Banner hard slopes to the ground.

But the whistle of the bolt in the dark -
And first the goblin fell,
A second eye flies
Poisoned dagger
Laughing in the face of evil,
Throwing biting mot,
About hope bard singing a song.

And power is again in operation and to repulse the enemy,
Let Baal or Kelemvor help us.
Sounds of battle songs
Pick up after themselves,
The spirit of the hero does not break.

Sword squeezes the hand
And pay close.
With our duty and honor,
And there is hope.
strings ringing chase away fear
Glory song solemn sounds.