Lyrics Grimwind - Боль Арты
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Хруст костей под сапогами,
Реки крови текут по земле:
Войско Верных наступает
Чтоб сжечь все в святом огне.
Припев:
Кровавыми слезами плачет Арта,
Пронзает душу полный боли крик…
Услышь, боец, остановись, не надо!
Но… глупо ждать прозренья от слепых.
Земли слуг Врага пылают,
Пленных тоже ждут костры.
Войско Света наступает:
«На колени, слуги Тьмы»
Припев.
«Поклонился кто Морготу
Тех мы в рабство обратим
В бой ведёт Златоволосый
Наше войско вслед за ним»
Припев.
Лишь трупы и пепел – вот всё, что осталось.
Никто не услышал Земли скорбный зов.
Уж Арта не плачет – лишь стонет устало.
А отзвук резни той – мотив страшных снов.
The crunch of bones under the boots
Rivers of blood flow through the earth:
The army of the Faithful is advancing
To burn everything in holy fire.
Chorus:
Arta cries with bloody tears
A cry full of pain pierces the soul ...
Hear, fighter, stop, don’t!
But ... it's silly to wait for insight from the blind.
The lands of the Enemy's servants are burning
Prisoners are also waiting for bonfires.
Army of the Light comes:
“On your knees, servants of Darkness”
Chorus.
"Who bowed to Morgoth
Those we will turn into slavery
Golden-haired leads the battle
Our army follows him ”
Chorus.
Only corpses and ashes - that’s all that remains.
No one heard Earth mournful call.
Art doesn’t cry - she just moans tiredly.
And the echo of the carnage is the motive of terrible dreams.
Rivers of blood flow through the earth:
The army of the Faithful is advancing
To burn everything in holy fire.
Chorus:
Arta cries with bloody tears
A cry full of pain pierces the soul ...
Hear, fighter, stop, don’t!
But ... it's silly to wait for insight from the blind.
The lands of the Enemy's servants are burning
Prisoners are also waiting for bonfires.
Army of the Light comes:
“On your knees, servants of Darkness”
Chorus.
"Who bowed to Morgoth
Those we will turn into slavery
Golden-haired leads the battle
Our army follows him ”
Chorus.
Only corpses and ashes - that’s all that remains.
No one heard Earth mournful call.
Art doesn’t cry - she just moans tiredly.
And the echo of the carnage is the motive of terrible dreams.