Яна Айнсанова - Песня Присциллы.Расширенная версия. - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The text of the ballad (I remind you, the author of the lyrics Oleg Makhakamsky) is a verse: it was not born a wolf, but became more dangerous than the beast, for those who carry darkness and darkness in their souls, I lived with a call, not believing in anything until I met you in a vital Mezhe. Chorus: and became intended for me, two threads inextricable, night and day, a favorite image smelling of a lilac, and a strand of native hair that the ash hid the canopy. Truck: who could say then that the fate awaits us evil, and together we are not destined to spend the eyelids that I would choke with blood, sparkling with a sword, and cutting down the path of cold winds in spite. Chorus: And the light of the star of the distant guide, my step is illuminated to you in a dark darkness, break through the networks of all the intrigues of the courtiers, and debugged the lie, at the cost of any loss. Truck: I will run into the snowstorm on the wolf’s trail, and I’ll overtake my heart in the morning, through anger and sadness that hardened with a stone, I will light up the mouth that they freeze in the wind. Chorus: And again I rush with silver arrow, behind a swallow, fluttering in the distance, I want to hear your laughter again, close your back from trouble, press to my chest. Truck: where do you wander alone, where do you beat you hardships? How many more years will the blizzard be separated? Give a sign in the night, through darkness and weather, I will melt the snow with snow, native Zyrael. Chorus: And your pain sounds with an ominous echo, in my visions and alarming dreams. The reflection of the eyes of the fish and pollen of the fishthe, tolerate, my duckling, souls in yourself you are fear. Truck: my path is over here, at the lonely tower, I was able to find you with evil intrigues, and lost again, pierced with a trident of the rock, we wanted such a bitter end with you? Chorus: But, apparently, our deadline has not yet come out, I had to renew the way, I heard your screaming call through a dream, and I gave my soul for you and life. Truple: the mind became clean like snow, and memory left me with evil, depriving me of forgotten days. I became a servant, a sword of the monarch in the battle, and I was a figure on the board of the killer of kings. Chorus: And a step in the night behind the heavenly spark, on the island of a foggy outside worlds, a throw to the hut on the rock of a sheer, and the sparkle of green eyes, which is more beautiful than all kinds of words. Truck: I don’t know if you are my destiny, or I owed a passion only to fate, when in my desire, I have a way of the castle: lilacs the delicate aroma of my love for you. Chorus: And you run the dreams of my sutra, gooseberry is tart, sweet lilac, I want to see your curl black in a dream, my eyes are fogging the shadow. Truple: Put the path with a finger in the middle of the scars of the wounds of the harsh, so that we will drain the paths of fate against, open those wounds, cure them again, let them lay out the pattern in fate. Chorus: And again we fight at the old tower, I have to let you go forever, but I believe - you will go through a terrible white cold, because friends are waiting for you, your overnight stay. Truck: this world of the happy Ciri warmed this world, returned to the world of the living and completed the path. The Witcher pressed her and the sorceress, and smiling smiled, fearing the moment to frighten. Chorus: And the ice of the fiercely dead elements, in the powerless before you will retreat away. For those - a witcher, for others - the Messiah, but in loving hearts, just a daughter.