Текст песни Дженерлен - Песнь о моем сиде

Ah, in vain you lock the locks at night
Yes, with an unequal opponent you are torn to fight
Who does not know the soul is not worth a hand
Chop it off, prince, and God be with you
Do not burn out with longing
Over my destiny
I'm not myself in your country
Calm down, sleep
Or better sing
Sing to me if you can

Song of my Side
And th night retinue
White knights
Green Hills

Song of my Side
His threads are everywhere
And on the altars
The shadows of his eagles

And while the foliage flies through me
I heed the call of the golden trumpet
And at the ancient circle the gray-haired druid
Answers with silence to your prayers
Don't be angry, my prince
That's a lot of miles
Until the one who understands his voice
You are a dry elm
Not Yggdrasil
That's why you don't hear him sing

Song of my Side
While you all sleep
He composes
As the downpour pours

Song of my Side
The one who saw him
Melts, melts
Until it leaves

Now it's time for the road to sleep
Are you crying prince? Oh, what, what?
It's not your fault, you didn't know about that
That other knots cannot be broken with a sword.
It's the threads ringing
This is the voice of winter
These fierce animals smell, smell the rut
He will soon rise -
Sing the Hills
The doors will open, the throne will burn ...

And the Hunt, the Hunt will fly in the sky
Take care of shelter, wine, bread,
And if you want to see the King in anger -
Come out, bow to me, your Queen ...

How sorry I am for you - I can't watch
Answer me, prince, are you afraid of Death?

If so, keep this gold leaf
Learn to burn
Like a scarlet maple
If you continue
You are in love with me
I may come back for you ...

Until then sing
Song to my Side
To you in his suite
Sing about him forever
In black skin

About him, about my Side
What's on the snake Aspid
With the wind in the sky
Rules the storm ...