Лаурэлиндэ - Плачет небо
текст песни

So the sky cries - stars on the snow,
Growing quiet sorrows in the ground,
And a moment sparkles with an eternity in the grade,
Slowing down the days of an unbridled escape.

So the glory falls with the bang -
With an inexorably long chime,
To become a thorough crown on the way,
Turn your palm into the spikes of steel rings.

So enter the circle of death outlined by death,
Having slapped the sunset with a knife,
And in blue: "No need, Findarato" -
A friend screams at the edge of sleep.

So the light of a candle is lost in the darkness,
Having managed to shine in the last moment,
Having managed to extend the chant forever -
Torn to the fate of the melting.

So sell centuries for the sake of the day
In the name of a fairy tale, a boss-ephemeral,
They go to the last battle, laughing and believing
With a smile on the cut lips.

So the bridges run along the coast again.
Dressed in the light, as in white clothes,
Go to the house of abandoned hope,
Having become music - not the sound of emptiness.

Go to immortality, leaving light
Get in a human palm.
So the appearance on the icon freezes,
So the sky cries - stars in the snow ...