Текст песни Феаглир - Подгорная колыбельная

The sun goes down over the ridge
And the snow on the peaks sparkles with fire
And stars, like hundreds of diamonds lit up ...
Cold mountains say goodbye to the day.

And quietly in the foothill cave halls -
Pickaxe does not ring, does not hammer.
And only crystals shine in the night
An underground river lighting a stream.

And in the adits deserted, and in the mines deserted,
Although the sky is not visible, but the night is all the same.
And falling down. Drops from stalactites
Crashed, ringing, on the cave bottom.

Only the torch on the walls burns -
Someone needs to stay on guard.
And the yellow fire shines down
A chain of stones at the foot of the mountains.

But a new dawn will appear again soon
And the gnome hammers are about to sound.
In the meantime, in the darkness, only the stars shine
And the torch. And only the dewdrops ring.