Lyrics Фирнвен - Бранвен

You hear about Branven, talking to someone else,
You hear about Branven, talking to someone else -
These are messengers for Mrs..
You hear about Branven, wave splashes,
You hear about Branven, the wave is splashing -
The lady of Isolda is conservation.

So begins every fairy tale
So begins every song -
Warrior and lady wanted to be together
Warrior was bold, and the lady is beautiful,
The lady was the royal bride
Warrior Berg her let the sovereign
So begins every song,
This was about the beloved pair.

You hear about Branven, winds sing,
You hear about Branven, winds sing -
Lady and knight talk.
You hear about Branven, night is nearing,
You hear about Branven, night is nearing -
That lady gives wine.

So the confusion appears on the faces,
So the path goes through the sea
With southern wine from the jug to fry
Touching a tomging bitterness.
Which of them thought he could happen
Which of them thought with the fate of arguing?
And the confusion appears on the faces
And the path goes through the sea.

You hear about Branven, a cahacy cry,
You hear about Branven, a chaychy cry -
Then Mr. To Mrs. Study.
You hear about Branven, thunder away,
You hear about Branven, thunder away -
Both drinks tasted.

Whether it is to be what was the cause -
Potion in wine or old wound.
Lady on the bed will go to Mr.,
The lady will leave him that it is not possible.
The flames of their passion will not cool the foresown,
Does not bearing for doubt and troubles -
Whether it is to be what was the reason
Do we rest in loved criminal?

You hear about Branven, Bells,
You hear about Branven, Bells -
Then Mrs. under the crown went.

You hear about Branven, talking to someone else,
You hear about Branven, wave splashes,
You hear about Branven, a cahacy cry,
You hear about Branven, Bells ...