Текст песни Аэлирэнн - Память

(to verses by Hellin)

Wolves howled wearily, returning from the hunt
On the overgrown path lit up by the moon
Only a lonely hill surrounded by a swamp
Even wild beasts passed by.

Among people about the place there are fairy tales and talk,
But every year they are more painful and absurd.
Do not curse those drowsy wolves were afraid
And the flowers sprouted on blood and on ashes:

Forget-me-nots between nettle stalks
They shy timidly to each other, burned by pain.
Our silent mound will not tell anyone
How, leaning on a cane, Death came to us with you.

We did not hear the ringing of icy-fiery steel,
Before a fierce battle, prayers were not read -
With a rusty moaning chain we were chained to a pillar
And we stood back to back, as if in a battle.

We melted together like snow in the palm of our hand
The violent north wind sang a funeral motive,
The stars cried bitterly in the night sky
There was a flame to us a dress, there were sparks - a crown.

Through time we ran along a thorny road,
And now on the wrists are not fetters - bracelets,
Only vision cuts the splendor of golden wealth
And crazy memory you can’t sell for coins.

She calls us again to that sinful land,
Where the nightmare I shared with you my dear
Where a grieving willow doesn’t heed foolish rumors,
Where the predawn fog hides our grave.

Wolves howled wearily, returning from the hunt
On the overgrown path lit up by the moon
Only a lonely hill surrounded by a swamp
Even wild beasts passed by.

(c) Hellin