Текст песни Helavisa - Black Tower

Black Tower (U.B.Yeyts, trans. G.Kruzhkova)

About the Black Tower I know one thing:
Let the foe on all sides,
And eating supplies, and sour wine,
But given the oath garrison.
In vain strangers waiting
Banners of them will not work.

Standing dead sleep in their graves,
But a storm is rolling roar from the sea.
They tremble in the buzz of the winds,
Old bones in the cracks of the mountains.

Aliens want to intimidate soldiers
Buy, promising good wages:
What, they say, they are fool
For the deposed king,
Who died long ago?
So does it matter?

Pales in graves moonlight
But a storm is rolling roar from the sea.
They tremble in the buzz of the winds,
Old bones in the cracks of the mountains.

Cook-wheeler, fished network
Silly thrushes to shove them into the soup,
Swears that he heard at dawn
Signal royal pipes.
Of course, the lying, the old dog!
But we will not leave the post.

Everything in the impenetrable darkness of the graves,
But a storm is rolling roar from the sea.
They tremble in the buzz of the winds,
Old bones in the cracks of the mountains.