Текст песни Beer Bear - Сын Седых Времён

Son of Grizzly Times

Sickle on the wheat of the times
In the hands of an old man
Thorny road of fate
I walked over the edge ...

Forever young winds voices
No fear in the eyes, no litter of doubt.
I break down all obstacles on the way
By the sword of fate ... I am the son of the gray times.

Among the humble in spirit
The flame tears the tent of the heavens,
But I am chosen by fate
And without fear, I continue on my way.

Forever young winds voices
No fear in the eyes, no litter of doubt.
I break down all obstacles on the way
By the sword of fate ... I am the son of the gray times.

Are you the one who brings the dawn
What have I been waiting for forever?
I'll make my way to see the moon.
The wisdom of the hoary times was hidden by the sacred forest

Are you the one who is full of strength
To dispel fear with fire?
I will not die until the circle is broken.
Chosen to bear the dawn, the Son of the Gray Times.