To the days of Avalon
Where magic rules as king
The moon beneath the castle walls
As the nightingale sings...
The golden bird
He gave to me
What happiness he brings
Like a star on a Christmas tree
As the nightingale sings
And so we sat, hand in hand
and watched the fireflies
And never spoke a single word
But lived to do or die
We lived to do or die
Back to the days of Avalon
Where magic ruled as king
The moon beneath the castles walls
As the nightingale sings...
And so we sat, hand in hand
and watched the fireflies
And never spoke a single word
But lived to do or die
We lived to do or die
We read of tales of treason
A soldiers legacy
Blood beneath the crimson sky
Fighting without reason
But the crime of loyalty
A tattered flag left to fly...
Back to the days of Avalon
Where magic ruled as king
The moon beneath the castles walls
as the nightingale sings...
The branches bent
Like an archers bow
As he spread his wings
And flew beneath the gentle snow
As the nightingale sings...
Back to the days of Avalon
Where magic ruled as king
The moon beneath the castles walls
as the nightingale sings...
As the nightingale sings...
Avalon
Vernemsja na Avalon
Gde magija pravit kak korol'
Luna nizhe krepostnyh sten
Kak solovej poet ...
Zolotaja ptica,
On dal ee mne
Kakoe schast'e on prinosit
Podobno zvezde na Rozhdestvenskoj elke
Kak solovej poet
I tak my sideli, vzjavshis' za ruki
I nabljudali za svetljachkami
I nikogda ne govorili odno slovo
No delali zhizn' ili smert'
My delali zhizn' ili smert'
Vernemsja na Avalon
Gde magija pravit kak korol'
Luna nizhe krepostnyh sten
Kak solovej poet ...
I tak my sideli, vzjavshis' za ruki
I nabljudali za svetljachkami
I nikogda ne govorili odno slovo
No delali zhizn' ili smert'
My delali zhizn' ili smert'
My chitaem istorii o predatel'stve
Nasledija soldat
Krov' pod bagrovym nebom
Bor'ba bez prichiny
No prestuplenie ochevidno
Izodrannyj flag na vetru...
Vernemsja na Avalon
Gde magija pravit kak korol'
Luna nizhe krepostnyh sten
Kak solovej poet...
Vetvi sognulis'
Podobno lukam luchnikov
On raspravil svoi kryl'ja
I priletel skvoz' nezhnyj sneg
Kak solovej poet...
Vernemsja na Avalon
Gde magija pravit kak korol'
Luna nizhe krepostnyh sten
Kak solovej poet...
Kak solovej poet...
POJaSNENIE:
V obschem smysle, Avalon - volshebnyj ostrov mirazhej i neopisuemyh krasot, gde "magija pravit kak korol'". V kel'tskoj mifologii nahodjaschijsja na zapade ostrov blazhennyh, kuda posle srazhenija pri Kamlane byl perenesen smertel'no ranenyj korol' Artur.
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