Золото и ртуть - Аваллон
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Look at your reflection - ripples on water,
Sleeping under the snow grass until spring
Sleeps under the grass, sees dreams
About a long gentle green slope,
You feel how water is running on ice,
Quiet in her calling
Avalon.

Everyone actually knows his hour
And heaven is cold, like a dragon eye.
You destroy ... however, I'm not about that.
So the hand does not flow, squeezes the handle.
Soon winter, my Arthur, my king, winter,
Puddles on the drier ground are closed with ice,
Beat under the wind scarlet wings banning
And calling Avalon.

Green apples in white hands,
Smells a worm and bread from afar,
The bell beats into the skies from the darkness of times,
We call us Avalon ...