Не, арфы я там, конечно, не опознаю, да и вряд ли она там есть, но сии итальянцы так замечательно курибельны. А еще глядя на них припоминается фразочка про челябинских ролевиков, которые-де настолько суровы, что годятся на отыгрыш исключительно прекрасных эльфов. Не знаю, как челябинские ролевики (кстати, Роман Сусалев откуда родом?))))), а Лука Турилли и Фабио Леоне, ну и еще Старополи с натяжкой очень даже годятся.
Autumn TwillightSeason after season sweet old memories bring me pain
my broken cries out a storm inside my brain
Why have you flown away to far horizons my little bird
Tears of pain fall from my eyes into a sea of rage
our love is neverending it will live again
Why have you flown away to far horizons my little bird
MY AUTUMN TWILIGHT SHOW ME HER VISION
BEFORE THE SUNLIGHT TAKES HER AWAY
Memories are burning in my nightmares without end
falling shadows bring a vision of my empty life
Why have you flown away to far horizons my little bird
MY AUTUMN TWILIGHT PLEASE SHOW ME THE WAY
TO BUILD A NEW LIFE ON MY SAD PASTКристофер Ли *_____* Как он поет, нет, ну как он поет *____*
Magic of the Wizard's DreamIn those silent shades of grey I will find a place
to escape the endless night, to find a new sun
I know which is my fate
bond to Erian`s old tale
I`ll be always there fighting the ancient sin
moon shine in this eternal night
ANGELS ARE CALLING FROM DIVINE
LOST CRYSTAL REALMS
RIDING FROM HEAVEN
FOR THE MAGIC OF THE WIZARDSDREAM
In the misty lights of dawn between heart and soul
Elgard`s calling for new hope to avoid our fall
I know which is my fate
bond to Erian`s old tale
I`ll be always there fighting the ancient sin
moon shine in this eternal night
ANGELS ARE CALLING FROM DIVINE
LOST CRYSTAL REALMS
RIDING FROM HEAVEN
FOR THE MAGIC OF THE WIZARD'S DREAMИтальянская версия, которая мне, честно говоря, нравится больше. Должны быть еще французская и немецкая, но они мне не нравятся вообще.
Dargor, Shadowlord Of The Black MountainMighty and brave is the fighter of shade
He's prince of the darklands... Dargor his name
Adopted by Vankar, old wizard of Helm
disciple of evil he twisted his brain
Fire burns between pride and honour
Steel wild pounds in his dragonheart
Face to face with the cult of evil
Prince of lands of the darkest dream
We sing to the wind the legend of the kings
to spread our heart to the kingdom of dust
where heroes are lost, where's reigning the shadowlord
Power and glory but for the wrong side
For his tragic past he disowned the sunlight
But Akron knows well all the truth of that day
He needs him as fighter, a warrior so brave
Fire burns between pride and honour
Steel wild pounds in his dragonheart
Face to face with the cult of evil
Prince of lands of the darkest dream
We sing to the wind the legend of the kings
to spread our heart to the kingdom of dust
where heroes are lost, where's reigning the shadowlord
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