Текст песни Канцлер Ги - Вересковый мёд

From heather drink
Forgotten long ago.
And it was sweeter than honey?
Drunker than wine.

In boilers it cooked
And drank the whole family
baby Medovar
In the caves underground.

Came King of Scotland .
Ruthless to enemies,
He drove the poor Picts
To the rocky shores .

Heather field ,
On the field of battle
Lying on the living dead
And dead - on live .

King goes on the field
And I think : & quot; Circle
Blossoms honey- heather,
And honey , we do not drink ! & Quot;

But his vassals
will take two
Last Medovar ,
Survivors.

They went out from under the stone,
Squinting in the white light ,
- Old hunchbacked dwarf
And boy of fifteen.

By the seashore steep
They were taken in for questioning ,
But none of the prisoners
Words are not said .

King sat sullenly ,
Motionless in the saddle.
And the little people
Standing on the ground.

King angrily exclaimed:
- Torture both waiting
If you do not say , devils,
How do you prepare honey!

But there came a voice :
- Look, the Scottish king ,
Talk to you
With an eye for an eye I was allowed !

Old age is afraid of death .
I changed the life of the purchase,
I'll give a treasured secret!
- Dwarf King said .

His voice was billed
Sharply and clearly sounded :
- Mystery long I gave ,
If the son does not interfere !

Let the boy tightly bind
And thrown into the depths of the waters
-And I will teach Scots
Cooking vintage honey! ..

Strong Scottish warrior
Boy tied tight
And threw it into the open sea
On the steep coastal cliffs .

Waves closed over him .
Froze last cry ...
And the echo answered him
On the cliff - old father :

- To tell the truth , I , the Scots ,
From the son I was waiting for trouble.
I did not believe in the stability of the young ,
Not shaving their beards .

And I is not terrible fire .
And with me dies
My holy mystery
- My heather honey !