Текст песни Лантинор - Бард

I am a throne of the string of singer of immemorial days;
That I'll go in justification that I'm blind,
After all, I was a bart at the courtyard.
At twilight of time
According to the corridors empty
Drive yourself.
In a dark room, white curtains
My dark world will not choose.
So sang my friend mad bard
In older times;
I do not play so never -
Cashtits apparatus.
We went to the new world
You alone chose to smoke in the old days;
Epoch, where thousands of lights are falling into the fire one
Parsifal, Galahad, Laernin.
Covered so much star empires for no,
Fell in the battle of trees;
Their new world, that was for so long young -
Library legends.
There is no place here, dirty autumn rights.
All Gold Mount-Alchemist was sold on the restaurants.
Staggering, come out of the smoke for the rain,
Drizzling in the morning.
"Close to the wagon.
On the road, my weightless Balagan! "
I am a thin shadow on the ruins of civilization;
I will leave this bed dead,
Casting for the last moment of sunset.
I beat on the autumn trails of an empty park,
When the Spirit was creative and the Creator at the dawn of the world.
August 1999