Анарион - Осада
текст песни

Red fire,
Dark cover,
Bright death in a dream.
Will pass for many years
Some poet
Singing me.
Wet legs
We lay on a cloak
Lunar disk on a spear.
Crack from the fire,
We are not yet time.
Silence.

Harp in the hands,
Salt on the cheeks
Yes, on the lips of the word.
Blood on the hands
Svetoch - my ashes,
My truth is dead.
Tomorrow morning
All our army
Hands and shine banners
Will go to die
To wash
From the sky, a gray -haired law.

Blind moon
No fear, no sleep
We are until the end of the time.
No one will die
No one will leave
Until the Gon is over.
He saved the soul
I was looking for a word
When he lifted the spear
Like this world,
But - Oh, Feanaro! -
In your name!

Forest League,
Rustling steps
Waterfall in the distance.
The threads of the shackles,
Song without Words,
The wanderings are light.
Not to build on the sand
My house,
Do not divorce the gardens.
Star distance,
Keep my steel
And testify to the call.

Look - starfall,
So years ago
We fell into the world in the middle.
To the sounds of bonfires
Through the lot of blades,
Seeking the bastion of darkness.
So now
At these walls
From stone, white snow?
Keep my steel
I raise
For he heard the call.

Become on the shore,
Call the enemy,
The cliff under you is cool.
That your weakness,
That your doubts
While the banners are waiting?
So go out to them,
And put my hands
And call with you.
Who will tell you
Who dares to judge
When will the battle start?

Both we and they
Let's come and leave
And everything will be done with grass.
The forest will remain
Yes, a blind moon
And time shouts by the owl.
What longer than we are -
Only a word yes pain
How the dawn melts the spear ...
Salt will remain
Yes water between the stones,
Yes, your name.

How the dawn melts the spear ...
Salt will remain
Yes water between the stones
In your name ...