Мастер ненужных подвигов и пустых побед
Tam Greenhill- Caer Morhen

Who shall measure my path?
Who shall challenge my fate
That was written with merciless cold ancient sword?
I have wandered for life
In the maze of lone roads
And the death always was by my side

Every day a new war,
Every day an old fear,
And the road of fate knows no change...
But I will come back home, to old mountain castle
When my earthly path comes to end.
But I will come back home, to old mountain castle
When my earthly path comes to end.

No, you couldn't cheat doom,
No, you couldn't buy love,
Not for life, not for death, not for silver or gold.
And the steel cold as ice
Will fall onto the ground
Equalizing all evil and good.

May the Fates burn to ash
In the ritual fire,
May the essence of world turn to sand
But I will come back home, to old mountain castle
When my earthly path comes to end.
But I will come back home, to old mountain castle
When my earthly path comes to end.

Not for glory or gold
Not for victory list...
Where it's art, where it's craft noone will ever know.
Seven steps through your fear,
Seven steps through your hell.
If you are still alive- it's your luck.

And when playing with death
Drains me out of my strength
Life will let me go for my rest
And I will come back home, to old mountain castle
When my earthly path comes to end.
And I will come back home, to old mountain castle
When my earthly path comes to end.

@темы: перевод с английского, Лирика

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11.10.2010 в 00:39

There's no point to living if you can't feel the life(c)
Это замечательно. Прекрасный перевод, с сохранением смысла оригинала. Надо будет его менестрелям подкинуть.
11.10.2010 в 08:17

Мастер ненужных подвигов и пустых побед
Arslan спасибо=)

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