(навеяно балладой "The Two Corbies")
Slain knight behind the river,
You know, your black mourners are near.
Black corbies are flying to you...
Unburied knight, don't be blue.
Slain knight, the wind will blow,
Slain knight, welcome home
Into the world of the bright night,
Into the castle of shimmering light.
Blow, blow the wind...
Blow over the slain knight.
Black mourners, get ready
For chanting your funeral song.
The funeral song is triumph of the Dark.
Slain knight, you can't escape it.
The wind can't stop blowing...
The furious funeral wind.
Shadows dancing in the night,
Mournful angels clad in white...
The funeral song is all you hear.
Your black mourners are near.
The Slain Knight
© Copyright: Дмитрий Сучков, 2007
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