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А он почти прекрасен, этот Маэглин.
Плохим принцам всегда есть место в трагичных историях, а потом про них напишут гениальные песни.


Предгрозовое небо.
Oh at dawn…
Над такой глубиной я даже рыдать уже не могу.


Thorn


A black swan
Is born in that night
The misty pond
(Has) got a new king
Got a new king…
So what can we do with our lifes
When it all begins
It's hard and it's cruel
Will grace die in pain?
Will light ever rise again?

I'm trapped in darkness
Still I reach out for the stars
I'm moving in silence
I leave it all far behind

Ref.: Oh at dawn
I'll face the edge of thorns
Oh at dawn
I'll pray at the edge of thorns
Oh at dawn
I'll face the edge of thorns

Let us march on
To the fields of sacrifice
(I'm) wondering why
I'll carry on
Will I betray myself
To rise

In the silence
It's time to explain
(And) search for truth in lies
Useful lies
Needless love's damned

What can we do with our lifes
When it all begins

Come and follow me
And you will see
How it will be
When all the pain is gone away

Ref.: Oh at dawn...

Let us march on
Though there's no hope at our side
Let us be brave
Though by glory we are denied
But don't you think it's time for us
To bring to an end
Come play the song of death
The wisdom in us both will make it special guaranteed
Play the song of death

I'm lost
In the depth of this eyes
I can't flee
Inner pain caused insanity
It's deep within
The fear and the hunger
Enslaved and denied
By my love and
My enemies
I'm the illgotten son

Ref.: Oh at dawn ...


Вот эти строчки над последним припевом когда-то самонадеянно относил к себе.