Текст песни Золото и Ртуть - Аваллон

Look at your reflection - ripples on water,
Sleeping under the snow grass until spring
Sleep under the snow grass, sees dreams
About a long gentle green slope,
Feeling how water runs on ice,
Quiet in her calling
Avalon.

Everyone actually knows his hour
And heaven is cold like dragon eyes.
You destroy ... however, I'm not about that.
So the hand does not flock, squeezes the handle.
Soon winter, my Arthur, my king, winter,
Puddles on the drier ground are closed by ice,
Beat under the wind scarlet wings banning
And calling Avalon.

Green apples in white hands,
Smells a worm and bread from afar,
The bell beats in the skies from the darkness of the time,
We call us Avalon ...