Текст песни Мельница - Тристан

About you to tell whether the time
Only ringing ragged stirrup,
Strings Live ligature whether the prince of you.
About you know, my silver?

Taut metal rang in the hands,
I saw and knew he could not believe it.
She'll lira or sword?

Stal did you become, the pain you were sleeping.
With her love began to argue!
In the camp of crow black horses flocks
He returned faithful Tristan.

I fly away in all four directions,
He sang about her mountain paths.
Meryl mile days maned horses.
Where was the raven crow.

Forgotten your house for ice and fire.
It was revived clear rain
Out of the ashes, which burned.
I was burned ...

My silver, metal alive.
As heart pounded; night reading
Between the strings, between the lines:
She - the blade, it is also.

Steel, with which you were sleeping,
With sword and lyre did not argue.
And in the mountain camp of crow flocks
Returned Wolf - Tristan.
Proud Tristan.