Текст песни Ульвейн - Я лютню вновь держу в руках

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I lute again hold in my arms,
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And the song-cry rushes away
DmEAm
About unexplored worlds
DmFE
Stored joy and sorrow.

I am weary of the sound of swords,
That voice became fatal,
With a cry of rage: "Kill!"
Again, continuing the eternal battle.

Killing is not hard, since hand
It knows how to send a sword into the goal -
Loving harder clouds
And the nightingale warble night.

Love, warmth of the soul preserving
Gray melancholy defiance,
The fate of the villain, not blaming,
From the stars without taking his eyes.

Do not drink the blood of the earth,
And a honey dew grass.
Do not hate, but to love!
Can it be true and now I'm wrong?

O ye sons of the curse,
Bearing discord and death,
What is anger born of war,
To trample on terra firma.

The issue is not going to ask you, I own,
After all, you do not see the stars light.
And the sky over the head vault
Do not you give your answer ...

Author: Ermont

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