Текст песни Фэалиндэ - Черный менестрель

Something is too sad your look
Something too tongue your oster
Why in your bowl is not poison?
Is it time for you to fire?

Black poppies do not want in a wreath?
I will honest him honestly
Having written on it "Ave Melkor",
Very mournfully in the fire.

Like wings, your mourning raincoat
Yes, the winged would like to become ...
Only, you know, born crawling
Never will be able to fly

Black Bard - it is proudly sounds
How long have you been my boyfriend?
Want dark, I'll tell you
About shampoo and zoom powder?

If somewhere and the singer,
Then exclusively in the field of hands
Why are you so divent inside
Answer Saurons are you friend!

In general, shower - in the corridor, while
Door to the right, and then - forward
We will just become an ordinary singer,
And not a wonderful chumazy freak ...

Maybe no longer press -
Yes, well, this is, of course, dreams ...
For you, the bathroom is better - fire,
But I would take it to drown

See - the shower, and this is water,
Well, imagine what Melkor cries ...
And, the last decisive step,
Do not forget about shampoo - on the fire !!!