Lyrics Пангур Бан - Имя её
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Резок сегодня вечером ветер,
Блеск очага на опущенных веках…
Старый король
В каменном сне
В белом саване снега…
Брошены наземь тяжкие ножны,
Выщерблен меч о гранитные гряды –
Где теперь та,
Что подойдет
И прогонит ноябрь?
Резок сегодня вечером ветер,
Бурей седа океанская грива -
Старый король,
Вся твоя власть
В белой пене отлива!
Старый король, гони ее прочь
Деву с душой как болотное пламя,
Древняя кровь,
Эта древняя кровь
Ничего не прощает!
Алая шерсть ее покрывала
Запахом трав тебя укрывала,
Млечный изгиб узкой ладони
Манит и гонит, манит и гонит…
Зелен огонь потаенного края,
В мареве глаз былье полыхает –
Вырви их вон с сердцем постылым -
Было и не было, не было, было…
Старый король, пустеет твой дом –
Ждет тебя ложе в заснеженном поле,
Дева холмов
Варит вино
И пьянеет от боли…
Встань и скажи – как ее имя?
Кто ее звал, кто ковал ее злато?
Встань и смотри –
Чья это рать
Под стенами заката?
Пламенный гриф с девичьей бровью
Перья лоснит у тебя в изголовье,
Лижет огонь зыбкие стены,
Лезет вино по оплавленным венам…
Глотки богов медью лужены,
В речи святых – яд прокаженных,
Ты называл это судьбою –
Ныне она у ворот за тобою!
Встань и хватай свою сталь,
Твои воины спят, опоенные темной рекой!
Встань и иди напролом,
Ты уже не жилец,
Но способен на бой!
Вздох, Свист, Ветер и Стон,
Плач, Крик, Вопль и Снег –
Зимняя Ночь, Траурный Звон –
Имя ей, имя ей, имя ей, имя ей –
Вздох, Свист, Ветер и Стон,
Плач, Крик, Вопль и Снег,
Зимняя Ночь, Траурный Звон –
Имя ей, имя ей, имя ей, имя ей
Смерть!
The wind is harsh tonight,
The glitter of the hearth on the lowered eyelids ...
Old king
In a stone dream
In a white snow shroud ...
Thrown heavy sheath,
Chipped sword of granite ridge -
Where is the one now
What will fit
And chase November?
The wind is harsh tonight,
Seda Storm Ocean Mane -
Old king
All your power
In white foam ebb!
Old King, chase her away
A maiden with a soul like a marsh flame
Ancient blood
This ancient blood
Nothing forgives!
The scarlet wool of its cover
The smell of the grass you covered,
Milky curve of a narrow palm
Lures and drives, lures and drives ...
Green fire hidden edge
In the haze of the eye blazing blazes -
Pluck them out with a heart of hateful
It was and was not, was not, was ...
Old King, your house is emptying
Waiting for you a bed in a snowy field,
Virgin of the hills
Brews wine
And gets drunk on pain ...
Get up and say what is her name?
Who called her, who forged her gold?
Stand up and watch -
Whose is this brother
Under the walls of the sunset?
Flaming neck with a maiden eyebrow
Feathers are shiny at your head,
Licking fire in shaky walls
Climbing wine through melted veins ...
The throats of the gods are tinned with copper
In the speech of the saints - the poison of lepers,
You called it fate -
Now she is at the gate behind you!
Get up and grab your steel
Your warriors are asleep, thrown by the dark river!
Get up and go ahead,
You are no longer a tenant
But capable of fighting!
Sigh, Whistle, Wind and Ston,
Crying, Screaming, Howling and Snow -
Winter Night, Mourning Ring -
Her name, her name, her name, her name -
Sigh, Whistle, Wind and Ston,
Crying, Screaming, Shrieking and Snowing,
Winter Night, Mourning Ring -
Her name, her name, her name, her name
Death!
The glitter of the hearth on the lowered eyelids ...
Old king
In a stone dream
In a white snow shroud ...
Thrown heavy sheath,
Chipped sword of granite ridge -
Where is the one now
What will fit
And chase November?
The wind is harsh tonight,
Seda Storm Ocean Mane -
Old king
All your power
In white foam ebb!
Old King, chase her away
A maiden with a soul like a marsh flame
Ancient blood
This ancient blood
Nothing forgives!
The scarlet wool of its cover
The smell of the grass you covered,
Milky curve of a narrow palm
Lures and drives, lures and drives ...
Green fire hidden edge
In the haze of the eye blazing blazes -
Pluck them out with a heart of hateful
It was and was not, was not, was ...
Old King, your house is emptying
Waiting for you a bed in a snowy field,
Virgin of the hills
Brews wine
And gets drunk on pain ...
Get up and say what is her name?
Who called her, who forged her gold?
Stand up and watch -
Whose is this brother
Under the walls of the sunset?
Flaming neck with a maiden eyebrow
Feathers are shiny at your head,
Licking fire in shaky walls
Climbing wine through melted veins ...
The throats of the gods are tinned with copper
In the speech of the saints - the poison of lepers,
You called it fate -
Now she is at the gate behind you!
Get up and grab your steel
Your warriors are asleep, thrown by the dark river!
Get up and go ahead,
You are no longer a tenant
But capable of fighting!
Sigh, Whistle, Wind and Ston,
Crying, Screaming, Howling and Snow -
Winter Night, Mourning Ring -
Her name, her name, her name, her name -
Sigh, Whistle, Wind and Ston,
Crying, Screaming, Shrieking and Snowing,
Winter Night, Mourning Ring -
Her name, her name, her name, her name
Death!