Текст песни In the Woods - Wotan's Return
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Sing for me.. To lift above in all these fallen walls, And bleed for me In the deepest release. Travelling through honour Travelling through strength Voyage floating centuries keeps the key for wisdom Feelings for the "lost" winds Winds which howl reverse Remote, the fields of oddities odours But we will still appear in coats of mail, And still obliterate these "old" origins, While dreaming, a thousand choirs spell their hail Towards faithfulness, become one with thee weapons. Sword and soul Wotan's Return - перевод "Возвращение Вотана" Пой ради меня, Чтоб вознестись над павшими стенами, И проливай ради меня кровь В сокровенном избавлении. Путешествуя с честью, Путешествуя с силой. Путешествие, плывущие мимо столетия хранят ключ к мудрости. Чувства потерянных ветров, Ветров воющих обратно, Далёкие поля странностей украшены. Но мы бесшумно появимся в латах И тихо закроем эти старые начала, Где дремля тысячи хоров кричат приветствие, Взывая к верности. Душа и меч. Вотан возвращается! Путешествуя с честью, Путешествуя с силой. Чувства потерянных ветров, Ветров воющих обратно. Смотрите также:Все тексты In the Woods >>> |
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Sing for me ..
To lift above in all these fallen walls,
And bleed for me
In the deepest release.
Traveling through honor
Traveling through strength
Voyage floating centuries keeps the key for wisdom
Feelings for the "lost" winds
Winds which howl reverse
Remote, the fields of oddities odours
But we will still appear in coats of mail,
And still obliterate these "old" origins,
While dreaming, a thousand choirs spell their hail
Towards faithfulness, become one with thee weapons.
Sword and soul
Wotan's Return - Translation
"The Return of Wotan"
Sing for me
To rise above the fallen walls
And shed blood for me
In secret deliverance.
Traveling with honor
Traveling with power.
Traveling, sailing past centuries, holds the key to wisdom.
Feelings of lost winds
Winds howling back
Distant fields of oddities adorned.
But we will appear silently in armor
And quietly close these old beginnings
Where dozing thousands of choirs shout a greeting
Calling for fidelity.
Soul and sword.
Wotan is back!
Traveling with honor
Traveling with power.
Feelings of lost winds
Winds howling back.
