Крыс и Шмендра - Скала Эйстеннахт
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In the night, a muffled song of a mischievous stream
Sprinkle lips to the lone wanderer.
A silver path, ringing it will lead
To the foot of the cliff,
Where the lone tower shines with the window ...
Sighs a little audibly in the night of a tired arable land ...
Eve of Belvetein! And the stars are dancing
In anticipation of the deadline ...
In the presence of God ...

The sunset has bathed in your hair,
In the eyes of your splash, waves.
The SKAL EISTERST will become a witness
Two vows in the rays of the moon.
Parental house where they are not still sleeping,
He blinked after you.
From the cold of the wild cliff Eastennakht
My checkered plaid sheltered us ...

The path was difficult from the walls of Caer-Dunum,
From the nests of the Mountain Mountains.
For us, the two will become easier a little bit
Road to Callanmore!
Five of your brothers and a gray -haired father,
That my blood would be glad
Deceived by connecting our hearts,
Tumans of the cliffs Eistennakht ...

We opened our eyes early -
The fog did not appear at the call ...
But sails are floating to us by the sea
And a couple of dragon heads!
We did not wait for the sea to lose
Suddenly spit a steel wave,
And your peaceful house under the rock of Eistennakht
They rushed to wake the war.

But just stepped on the threshold with you,
Like a brief sonorous speech
Not your father said, and not the Lord God,
A long father's sword! ..
I fell on the threshold back with my head,
And my stopped look
Froze on Lochlennakh, a wild crowd
Running because of Eustennakht ...

The brother of your father led the soldiers into battle -
Lochlang mourned his own.
We, dear, met you again,
But not in the midst of the living! ..
June sun rejoices, and again
The grass turns green in the mountains,
But greens will not soon hide the blood
On the slopes of the cliff of Eistennakht ...