Мельница - Дракон
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Behinded the wells, wells,
Hesitated heather on mile at the same time
And I look at how the sun rolls
On the cold slope of heaven,
Losing heat residues.

Night color granite slopes,
Blood colors dry land
And amber dragon eyes
Reflects a piece of crystal -
I'm a guard of this treasure.

I curse the sworn zlato
For the treacherous gleam heat,
I remember that once,
That once the winged was -
She long died.

And beyond the mountains, behind the seas, far away
Where people do not see and the gods do not believe
There is the last in my tribe easily
Play wings - Iron feathers,
And scales drawn pattern
Turn away the bad weather by the incarnation of passion,
Tamming the clouds of fate
Immensely dangerous, insanely beautiful.
And this is the best witchcraft in the world,
Rejoices the sun on the ridge blades,
And that's all, and no longer anything -
There is only the sky, the eternal sky.

And the heroes fell under the Sen
Royal oak chambers
Boasting for the bowl of Crown
What will the mysterious treasure will be achieved ...
And no late christmas ...