Текст песни Тэм Гринхилл - По дороге в Легенду

How many centuries have passed ,
That day outside the window ?
Light pattern poems
Long troubled sleep .
Maybe it's a myth,
Maybe love and fear .
The world is reflected on your
Delicate and sensitive hands.

On the way into the legend we will not be good luck
And the stars are not forgotten back ;
We at the request of the latter rain spring mourn
Before the ice and Midnight reflected in the eyes of ...

How many were losses
That life is not bad.
Who knocks at the door ,
To banish sadness ?
Who would call in the night
Name - mark protection ?
But the silence is silent
And embracing the darkness .

On the way into the legend we will not be good luck
And the stars are not forgotten back
We at the request of the latter rain spring mourn
Before the ice and Midnight reflected in the eyes of ...

Who will carry a candle
The valley of the winds ?
Stars run by the sword
Flame of ancient fires.
The wounds of the soul spring
Hide from the eyes of grass.
In a world war again ,
And you're still alive.

On the way into the legend we will not be good luck
And the stars are not forgotten back
We at the request of the latter rain spring mourn
Before the ice and Midnight reflected in the eyes of ...