Текст песни Элхэ Ниэннах - Ничто не вечно

The haughty king will conquer many -
Ruins of ruined cities
The winner's path will be celebrated;
He is the god of the earth, as long as it reigns here:
Centuries will pass - and the dust of his traces
The wind will blow without a trace of oblivion.
May he be crowned with a crown
Raised by human rumor -

Under the moon, nothing lasts forever
Except for Eternity itself.

The warrior's hand was firm
His reward is the king's cup,
And his feats in ballads are glorified.
While fate spares him in battle,
But he will lie down in the mound among the feather grass -
Glory will become the prey of oblivion.
Life is bitter and fleeting:
In the morning - a feast, and by night - a fight ...

Under the moon, nothing lasts forever
Except for Eternity itself.

And to the minstrel - the buzz of the fair,
Court glitter - or an ax and a block:
The daring madman who dared to sing,
He stirred the crowd with songs
But the strings rang out - a handful of dust
He stood on the banks of the Oblivion River.
All ballads, songs, speeches
Will become dust and ashes:

Under the moon, nothing lasts forever
Except for Eternity itself.

To a philosopher - a tavern or a bonfire
Or - the cap of the court jester,
When not in an ivory tower ...
Oblivion is inevitable verdict:
What are our thoughts? - decay and vanity,
We are wanderers and guests in this world.
And we burn like candles
In the temple of holy truth ...

Under the moon, nothing lasts forever
Except for Eternity itself.

But if dust is all that we believe
Why would anyone take a pen
And someone is playing the strings again?
We believe in the immortality of the soul
We fly like sparks over the fire
And we revive the memory in ancient runes.
Marked with Memory -
Like a handful of coals ...

Under the moon, nothing lasts forever
Except for the eternal Path.