Ка тет - Блеск и плеск
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The mist of a winding path...
The misty mountains, thrusting forth their colossal humps,
Stand in silence; only the rhythmic beat of hooves wakes the echo.
A rare traveler wanders here—leaving tracks for a tracker to find.
But you won't find us, my Precious; oh, how wonderful it is!
That remarkable day on which I found you...
The hateful sun claws at my face with its fingers.
My world is narrow; it has closed in upon itself like a ring.
Oh, how we love childish riddles!
What secrets, really, hide within those wretched little pockets?
Scraps and fragments of time—no answers in the ringing splash.
Death will come and hang its black curtains.
I feel that something is wrong.
Nightmares wake me—in them, you leave me.
In them, the cruel mountain ridge has become overgrown with dense forest.
My feet are battered from searching; I cannot soothe the pain of my loss.
Precious, look—without you, the colors have faded.
With tears in the darkness, my old eyes have wept themselves away, my Precious.
Glimmer and splash...
Glimmer and splash, my Precious—glimmer and splash!
A quiet evening; the sun is devoured; a black cross of birds hangs in the sky.
Like a skeleton frozen in the gloom, the Elven Forest stands—there is no worse place.
Glimmer and splash, my Precious—glimmer and splash!
Glimmer and splash, my Precious—glimmer and splash!
A quiet evening; the sun is devoured; a black cross of birds hangs in the sky.
Like a skeleton frozen in the gloom, the Elven Forest stands—there is no worse place.
We have forgotten the rustling of leaves...
The sound of the wind, the taste of bread, the blue of the sky.
The faded colors... this tasteless food...
How heartily that Baggins laughs—hateful forevermore—
As he gazes out his window at the Shire.
I feel no pity for my worn-out feet, here in these lands where it is dark even at noon.
We shall receive, and in full measure, that which is destined for us, my Precious. It is fated...
Only a Morgul blade seeks the path to the heart.
Well then—until we meet again.
For I am coming for you, along a dark, secret trail
Where only shadows whisper in a black tongue.
On this earth, there is nothing but a web of wrinkled cracks.
The loss that cripples the soul—I cannot convey this pain;
It cannot be found, even in the thickest of battle-strife.
My Precious... gleam and splash...
Gleam and splash... my Precious... gleam and splash...
A quiet evening; the sun is devoured; in the sky, a black cross of birds.
Like a skeleton frozen in the gloom, the Elven forest stands—there is no place worse.
Gleam and splash... my Precious... gleam and splash...
Gleam and splash... my Precious... gleam and splash...
A quiet evening; the sun is devoured; in the sky, a black cross of birds.
Like a skeleton frozen in the gloom, the Elven forest stands—there is no place worse.
A quiet evening; the sun is devoured; in the sky, a black cross of birds.
Like a skeleton frozen in the gloom, the Elven forest stands—there is no place worse.