Текст песни Сергей Рыбалка - Последний приют

Weary traveler, stop, stand still!
Look: sunset zaalel ...
You know where to paint the wings of the dawn? -
In the valley of Rivendell!

    pripadesh cheek to the soft grass -
    I hear that the grass will tell.
    To the hot hand prizhmesh heart -
    Warmer become words.

And before all the Wild Edge
Prosypletsya cloud of arrows,
The last refuge
Paradise is waiting for you -
In Rivendell valley.

With a clear sky of night sometimes
Remember - fallen star?
From the very pores of your star
He led the way you always.

     He will say the star: "Come to the stream,
     Here you can find me,
     Splashing water - I sing,
     Keeping your desires "

And tomorrow let even the whole Wild Edge
Bring down a cloud of arrows,
The last refuge
Paradise is waiting for you -
In Rivendell valley.