Тексты песен «Elbereth»

Time, thousand of thoughts stun me, And I don't know yet if I prefer the past. No!!! Requiem for the innocence, not even I hear Its notes and so near they sounded... Sometimes, emotions show the dark side of me, I...

Time, thousand of thoughts stun me, and I don't know yet if I prefer the past. No!!! Requiem for the innocence, not even I hear its notes and so near they sounded... Sometimes, emotions show the dark side of me, I can't...

And that I need is written in my tears, the rainy spring talks me about lot's of feelings The streams of salt fade beautiful times in which sweet lips kissed the scene at dusk A parched heart I've seen. A tender look...

Remember, they were something - they sounded here... The notes. Look there, there's nothing, a leaf falls, only it's another one. No... Scores in solitude, it's only a heart showing the retreat in which guards the...

The passage of the time, another emotion falls in an empty bags. The darkness extends covering a face which feels the dismay. A wet folio which show; he shout from the inner part of... soul, in flowery gardens a...

Deep inside the bloody war, I just feel the shots of guns and I dream of being a bird to fly far away from my home four roses in my heart their thorns defend my feeble hope four roses in my heart, like oceans growing in...

The sea before me, shows a grey day in me. The roar of the waves the greeness of the field, the...

Now, when the time has come and the leaves have fallen, in the eternal autumn of loneliness, in memories I've ever dead. She's crying, she's crying and the forest... in my dreams. Now when the time has come and ancient...

Another murder, so many murders... Grey rain falls on bloody chests, a child suffers, he'll not hear again - "I love you son". How to explain that? It's impossible to erase the moment that will mark a life, the color of...

The old story, wisdom in short phrases, which we transform unto utopias. To see further away, why not add an emotion? But it always finishes... Again the vulgar, again broken dreams. Farce involves me, kissing my lips,...

Swans, slow dance of pretty strokes, the indifferent walk on the pride obscures the stranza hideing the bare. Sad eyes crossed by the roses thorns Sweet fragnances may hide strinking smells. Swans, I've seen the beauty...

Looking through the pind, I've seen stamped on flowers, stamped on dreams, too much fears... Where is my smile? It's raining and across the rain - my past mixes with the landscape I will not cry again. I'm weak, I've...