M/Morgurth/Land of the Cold and the Perennial Night
Up above, into a black sky Pale stars shine, in a winter night
The moonlight deceives my eyes A light into the dark, that fades more and more Illusion of never-ending dream That slowly kills hopes, foretelling the advent of death.
Frozen lake, deep and dark Surrounded by a creepy silence
You, mirror on the Earth That lie true and wise, reflecting a sad, old world Full of the tears of a faraway sky Who rest patient, since this was a free land
The old forest beneath the stars Far and black in the night The blowing wind shakes treetops A pure and living essence, who cries for whom the end has come
Far beyond the great mountains, far away Over the land of the cold and the perennial night
Mountains high, great and wild Your snowy peaks touch the sky
Beyond the highest clouds Where only black birds fly and none could hope to reach Watching over fields and woods, that time cannot corrode Ancient like the Earth
Great rivers flowing fast and free Running through wild woods and vast lands With your loud yet calm voice Take away thoughts and worries, even if only for one momentTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
