Текст песни Тэм Гринхилл - Оруженосец

Do not cry for me, my faithful squire Dm Dm \ C Gm A7
Without on the ground crying with gold autumn leaves Dm Dm \ C Gm A7
Blood rain will wash off the grass that autumn wind brings Gm CF
I must go - in this battle I am very tired ... Gm A7 Dm

Hear , boy, do not cry for me , you're the future warrior
I'll leave you my sword - it brings good luck
And do not you dare deny my weapons you deserve
This is a drop of rain on your face , and I do not cry

I met his fate in the saddle , in the middle of the battlefield
What else do I wish I had died in a warm and relaxed
Come to pray , you know , help me powerless prayer
Death I already holds his cold hand.

Pyre I serve scarlet leaves
Just you let my horse to another world escorted me
Why are you lowered eyes , really , scared ?
Hear , boy, me, let your soul does not know fear

And weakening fingers Blade - Kneel same knee
Ray last faint glow on the blade sparkles
So take my sword also , along with him - my blessing
Hear , boy, me , you're not a kid , you're a knight .