Мельница - Даэрон
текст песни

From the dusk of the North again to the witchcraft forests
Your star returned, O Daaron.
In the evening shadow, the nightingales will call - voice -
Your spring fell silent, oh Daeron ...
Weave flowers and stars into the wreath,
Like a heart, the flame of candles beats ...
Goodbye, my love, goodbye,
O Lutien Tinuviel ...
Like under your feet - heart, you throw your song -
The last song, O Daeron.
Legends compose about birds that they sing only before death -
But death will not heal you, O Daaron.
Inflow the song into the wreath
Golden hops bitter on the lips -
Goodbye, my love, goodbye,
O Lutien Tinuviel.
Why do you need to drink this bowl to the bottom?
Golden wine is bitter like wine
Rustling like autumn leaves, words,
And the flute is broken - but the song is alive.
Goodbye, my love, goodbye,
O Lutien Tinuviel.
Why do you need to drink this bowl to the bottom?
Two lakes on a pale face,
And the stars are like stones in an iron crown,
And the memory will not be washed away by the sea wave
And in dark clothes - like a mournful shadow -
Only a wreath of flowers did not put on ...
Goodbye, my love, goodbye,
O Lutien Tinuviel.
And in the bright land that does not know evil,
Is the shadow that the heart lay on my heart?
Will the pain disappear, what is in the heart of the needle ...
Goodbye, my love, goodbye,
O Lutien Tinuviel ...
And the forecast is burning like poison:
You are to go on the path of people
But let it be the last look ...
Sings Mad Minstrel:
Goodbye my star-tying,
Goodbye my love, goodbye,
Goodbye, my love, goodbye,
O Lutien Tinuviel ...