- Жанр
- Кельтская музыка
- Лицензия
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- Над треком работали
- Игорь Лапин, Сергей Фомин
- Описание
- Заглавная композиция в традиционном средневековом стиле. Лапин демонстрирует пьяный ирландский стон/вокал...
- Альбом
- Love & War
- Студия
- FFF Rec.
- Текст
- Today comes morning that I can't see,
And agonizing pain covers me.
I wanted to love, but was late.
Now my soul is unfortunate.
I'm exhausted constraining my impulse
To not hang myself.
I war against my spirit,
War instead of love.
We were together very long time,
We cooperated and smiled for prime.
The summer sun and your face shone;
I thought, your heart is not a stone.
You said, you don't want meeting with me,
And my ugly loneliness will be
Corrode my soul. My jail is life.
Where I have put my trophy knife?
Excuse all my nightly silly words,
Said to you at magnificent boards.
I don't want to war myself more,
I wait when you enter my door.
I war against my spirit,
War instead of love.
Heaviest battles to me should be gone through.
Then my love will be lost.