Текст песни Тэм Гринхилл - Последнее прошение Магистру

Oh how funny doggy love is
In the dust from the flying gilding.
Look, my brother: here are the wounds, here are the blood
And a white canvas on a knightly cotta.

Place it on your pierced chest
And the scarlet cross will break into the light.
We have a little bit left, come boldly:
God will not forgive you if you say no.

Footsteps on the sand, touching hands ...
Who are you: enemy or friend?

I'm so tired of blind windows
From false mass and from imaginary orgies.
And on the coat of arms - a dragon in agony,
Which was pierced by Saint George.

Don't be silent, look me straight in the eyes:
Is an unbreakable vow so strong?
I'm leaving so as not to come back.
Try to shout to the flame: "No!"

Ruined house, lost battle ...
Who will follow you next?

I don't care who finishes the song
In the grandeur of the last chord
A parting gift - a sharp point under the heart
Misericord who knows no evil.

I will dream about the eternal path -
Through the corridors, at random, by candlelight.
Who will give me the strength to just forgive
And will the cloak be white on the shoulders?

Closed door, blind trouble ...
Don't ... never.