Lyrics Grigorian - The Time Has Come
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A misty morning
Туманное утро
Calls me deep
Зовёт меня всё дальше
Arise from neath the flame
Туда, где горит огонь.
I leave the battlefields of night
Я оставлю поле битвы ночью
To take arms with the day
Чтобы взять оружие днём.
The Time has come
Время пришло,
For to rise again
Чтоб возвыситься вновь
For the ones I cannot name
Для тех, кого я не могу назвать.
The open fire
Огонь горит.
Father calls to me
Отец зовёт меня.
The burning message hides
Но горящее послание скрыто от меня.
The wind would give me
Ветер мог бы подарить мне
A bar to trade
Мелководье, чтобы я в своих целях использовал
The pattern of the tides
Движение течения...
The Time has come
Время пришло,
For to rise again
Чтоб возвыситься вновь
For the ones I cannot name
Для тех, кого я не могу назвать.
I rest my soul
Я отдыхаю душой
On a distant hill
На отдалённом холме.
My sleeping form
И мой спящий силуэт
To disappear
Растворяется во тьме..
Туманное утро
Calls me deep
Зовёт меня всё дальше
Arise from neath the flame
Туда, где горит огонь.
I leave the battlefields of night
Я оставлю поле битвы ночью
To take arms with the day
Чтобы взять оружие днём.
The Time has come
Время пришло,
For to rise again
Чтоб возвыситься вновь
For the ones I cannot name
Для тех, кого я не могу назвать.
The open fire
Огонь горит.
Father calls to me
Отец зовёт меня.
The burning message hides
Но горящее послание скрыто от меня.
The wind would give me
Ветер мог бы подарить мне
A bar to trade
Мелководье, чтобы я в своих целях использовал
The pattern of the tides
Движение течения...
The Time has come
Время пришло,
For to rise again
Чтоб возвыситься вновь
For the ones I cannot name
Для тех, кого я не могу назвать.
I rest my soul
Я отдыхаю душой
On a distant hill
На отдалённом холме.
My sleeping form
И мой спящий силуэт
To disappear
Растворяется во тьме..
A Misty Morning
Foggy morning
Calls Me DeP
Calls me further
Arise from Neath The Flame
There, where the fire burns.
I Leave The Battlefields of Night
I'll leave the battlefield at night
To take arms with the day
To take weapons during the day.
The Time Has Come
The time has come,
For to rice again
To rise again
For the outs I cannot name
For those whom I cannot call.
The Open Fire
Fire burns.
Father Calls to Me
Father calls me.
The Burning Message Hides
But the burning message is hidden from me.
The Wind Woup Give Me
The wind could give me
A bar to trade
Shallow water so that I use for my own purposes
The Pattern of the Tides
The movement of the current ...
The Time Has Come
The time has come,
For to rice again
To rise again
For the outs I cannot name
For those whom I cannot call.
I Rest My Soul
I rest with my soul
On a Distant Hill
On a distant hill.
My Sleeping Form
And my sleeping silhouette
To disappear
Dissolves in darkness ..
Foggy morning
Calls Me DeP
Calls me further
Arise from Neath The Flame
There, where the fire burns.
I Leave The Battlefields of Night
I'll leave the battlefield at night
To take arms with the day
To take weapons during the day.
The Time Has Come
The time has come,
For to rice again
To rise again
For the outs I cannot name
For those whom I cannot call.
The Open Fire
Fire burns.
Father Calls to Me
Father calls me.
The Burning Message Hides
But the burning message is hidden from me.
The Wind Woup Give Me
The wind could give me
A bar to trade
Shallow water so that I use for my own purposes
The Pattern of the Tides
The movement of the current ...
The Time Has Come
The time has come,
For to rice again
To rise again
For the outs I cannot name
For those whom I cannot call.
I Rest My Soul
I rest with my soul
On a Distant Hill
On a distant hill.
My Sleeping Form
And my sleeping silhouette
To disappear
Dissolves in darkness ..