Текст песни Последнее Испытание V - 40. Беги, мой брат

Raistlin:
Flee, my brother! .. Run, it is too late ...
I saw the world as it will be with me -
It burns the flame through the deserts,
It pales light and smiling star ...
Flee, my brother! .. It's not too late!

You won, you were right -
Without peace - God is nothing like peace - without God ...
But God can be even used a little
In answer for acts black glory ...
You won, you were right ...

Neither repent, nor will not cry! ..
It is not necessary to teach & quot; almost God & quot; -
Do not extract it proper lesson
He just lacked something of a miracle ...
Neither repent, nor will not cry ...

Chronicler:
So, Raistlin Majere, dark magician, renounced absolute divine authority and sacrificed himself to atone to the world. He locked from the inside and Gates remained in the hands of his enemy ...