Тексты песен «Nightwish»

An old man by a seashore At the end of day Gazes the horizon With seawinds in his face Tempest-tossed island Seasons all the same Anchorage unpainted And a ship without a name Sea without a shore for the banished one...

"For whom the gun tolls For whom the prey weeps Bow before a war Call it religion Some wounds never heal Some tears never will Dry for the unkind Cry for mankind Even the dead cry - Their only comfort Kill your...

"clapping" For whom the gun tolls For whom the prey weeps Bow before a war Call it religion Some wounds never heal Some tears never will Dry for the unkind Cry for mankind Even the dead cry - Their...

Для кого оружие звенит? Для кого добыча оплакивается? Поклонись перед тем, как развязать войну И назови это религией. Некоторые раны никогда не заживут, Некоторые слёзы невозможно сдержать. Промолчи за врагов,...

[CHRISTINE:] In sleep he sang to me In dreams he came That voice which calls to me And speaks my name And do I dream again For now I find The Phantom of the opera is there Inside my mind [PHANTOM:] Sing once again with...

Тарья: В мечтах приходит он Он снится мне Чудесный голос звал Меня во сне Но разве может сон Быть дней ясней? Я знаю – Призрак Оперы живет В душе моей… Призрак: Притихнет звать она В дуэте страсть. И над тобой...

In sleep he sang to me In dreams he came That voice which calls to me and speaks my name And do I dream again? For now I find The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside my mind Sing once again with me Our strange duet

"Get away from me! Take heed to thyself and see my face no more! for in the day Thou see my face Thou shalt die! Exodus 10:28 A constellation of divine architecture built on Earth A holy harbour - Orion Nautical...

"Get away from me! Take heed to thyself and see my face no more! For in the day Thou see my face Thou shalt die!" - Exodus 10:28 A constellation of divine architecture built on Earth A holy harbour - Orion Nautical...

The Poet and the Pendulum By Nightwish I. WHITE LANDS OF EMPATHICA The end The songwriter's dead The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands of Empathica, of Innocence Empathica Innocence

Riddler, Riddler ask me why The birds fly free on a mackerel sky Ask me whither goes the winds Whence the endlesstick-tick stream begins Make me guess if the Earth is flat or round Set a quessing if fantasies are...

I cut my heart - a gift to you You leave salt in my wound You are inside my wall of thoughts But in yours I"m unknown My desperation finds a book of hero"s gone Legends tell about a saviour wise and strong I"m burning...

The Siren A lady with a violin playing to the seals Hearken to the sound of calling Who tied my hands to the wheel? The zodiac turns over me (Come to me) Somewhere there my fate revealed I hear but how will...

Девушка со скрипкой, играющей для тюленей, Слышит чей-то зов: Кто привязал мои руки к рулю? Надо мной вертится зодиак. (Иди ко мне). Где-то там приоткрылась моя судьба, Я слышу, но как я смогу увидеть? Я сам привязал...

I went into the wilderness with Uncle Walt I discovered the wild Learning to suck all the experience Seeing the world through cradle's bars The wild blessed me with an errant mind Showing the way for the ultimate lore...

(Released on the single "Ever Dream" and the japanese version of "Century Child".) I went into the wilderness with Uncle Walt I discovered the wild Learning to suck all the experience Seeing the world through cradle's...

Странник Я ходил в лесную глушь с Дядей Уолтом Я открыл дикую природу Учась впитывать весь опыт Глядя на мир через перила колыбели Дикость благословила меня блуждающими мыслями, Показывая путь к первичным знаниям...

Where the rainbow meets the sky In the mountains, so gleaming so high There, the wizard spoke his rhymes Calling back the ancient times When magic has rules Over earth, sea and air Damned for years in his den Chasing...

Day posesses no key here where moon sheds the cold twilight This moment is eternity Land of beauty, cold and cruel Fjeld chants echoing, reflecting the melancholy... Trust the wind Trust the fires Call for the hermit...

A kite above a graveyard grey At the end of the line far far away A child holding on to the magic of birth and awe Oh, how beautiful it used to be Just you and me far beyond the sea The waters, scarce in motion...