And who are you, the proud lord said,
That I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
That's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
A lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
As long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
That lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
With no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall,
And not a soul to hear.
Да кто ты такой, — говорил гордый лорд,
— Что я должен кланяться пред тобой?
Всего лишь кот в шкуре чужой, —
Вот вся истина, известная мне.
В золотом пальто или красном —
Лев в любом случае при когтях.
Мои длинны и остры, милорд,
Длинны и остры, подобно вашим.
Так он сказал, так он сказал,
Лорд замка Кастамер,
Но сейчас лишь дожди в замке гостят,
Никто не слышит их.
Да, теперь лишь дожди льют в его замке,
Нет ни души, что услышала бы их. And who are you, the proud lord said,
That I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
That's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
A lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
As long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
That lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
With no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall,
And not a soul to hear.
Who are you, said the proud lord,
- That I should bow before you?
Just a cat in someone else's skin, -
This is the whole truth known to me.
In a gold coat or red -
Lion in any case with claws.
Mine are long and sharp, my lord,
Long and sharp like yours.
So he said, so he said
Lord of Castamer Castle,
But now only rains are visiting the castle,
Nobody hears them.
Yes, now it only rains in his castle
There is not a soul that would hear them. Смотрите также: | |
