Текст песни Райдо - Рейстлин

With a trembling hand he clutches his staff,
And a dim light pours on his gray hair.
He silently opens his tome
And whispers spells into the darkness.

His face is covered with wrinkles.
It bears the stamp of unbearable torment,
But what power is hidden under the mantle -
The wave of graceful hands has become more terrible!

But a fit of coughing torments him again,
And the blood flows on the lips again.
He raises his eyes in agony,
And the world fades before them again and again.

Perhaps he is pathetic in his puny body,
His soul is like the sea under ice.
And often Raistlin's people were sorry
But he hates only the thought of that.

But a flame will burst out of the rod
The pupil in the darkness gleams with gold.
And an unrestrained spirit will rise over the abyss,
And the whole world will fall before Raistlin!