Текст песни Песнь о Довакине - Песня Септимия Сегония

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Unknown, it is not clear ...
Encrypted, closed ...
Someone hid something somewhere ...
Maybe an ancient scroll ...

You will get a potion from the grass
You will get an ingot from ore,
If you want to press, get ready to sow.
What will you give for an ancient scroll?
What will you give for an ancient scroll?!

Chorus:
Dwemer made these doors
Dwemer made the doors - he died!
I will open these doors!
Behind the doors again doors, doors, doors, doors
Here's a task for the hero!
So that the master key does not break,
It needs to be lubricated with blood!
Wow, what a little, little, little, little, little, little, little!

Neither in Dibella, nor in Arke ...
Neither in Azurus nor B (I did not disassemble) ...
Dwemer did not believe in anything ...
Dwemer believed by virtue of steam ...
He believed in the locked doors ...
He believed in stone walls ...
An ancient scroll hid Dwemer ...
Pay its price!
Pay its price !!

Chorus

Two betrayals - for a boot!
Three fun - for Sanguine!
We are similar to Dovakin!
We go along the corpses to the light!
That's wonderful, that's nice!
Let everything end with the world!
Let everything end with feast!
Let everything end with cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese ..!