Текст песни Элхэ Ниэннах - Ночной разговор

- What is it? - Hid the horizon
Mists of shroud;
That wind north moan,
Scream of a seagull over the wave.

- Oh no! black smoke
Burn to sore eyes ...
Arda cries in her own way
Slaughtered sons.

Listen! - The bell rings
On the lighthouse in the distance
To the harbor that night found
Road ships.

- That groan of slaves in the mines
And the heavy ringing of shackles:
You ... don’t give me silver -
There is now blood on it.

Take a look! - That lightning scourge
Flogged the sky
That distant thunder is heard
And the wind carries the darkness.

- Oh no! Winged black horse
A messenger rushes through the night
In the darkness, a crown of steel flashed
On gray hair;

All lost - damn
Sovereign executioners,
His curse will fall
On proud kings;

Pain in his icy eyes:
Revenge will be cruel ...
- Let's go to the fire. Shouldn't owe us
Watch the anger of heaven.