Nightingale Hour
Hour of the Nightingale
Don't cry for the sufferers ...
Raise your eyes ...
Salt water will not wash away death
Sadness will overtake those who can forget
That the world does not end in the night
Embrace like a nightingale song
In the darkest hour in the cold shadow
Her voice shades of dreams dawn in the rays will reflect
We cannot raise the fortress to protect
From what the waters can reflect
Sadness will wash away those who warm on their chests
Night as if they owned it
Embrace like a nightingale song
In the darkest hour in the cold shadow
Her voice will reflect the shades of dreams in the rays
An ocean of despondency ahead
And our paths will end
We must pass through them,
To find peace
I am waiting on the island in silence, you revive my soul ...
Embrace like a nightingale song
In the darkest hour in the cold shadow
Her voice is shades of a dream dawn will reflect
An arrow will fly through the storm
Weep not for martyrs ...
Raise your head ...
Saline waters won't raise the dead
Grief will haunt those who forget,
that night is not the end
Embrace this as a Nightingale in song
In the darkest hour of shadows she belongs
Her voice reflects the colors of dawn
Raise not a fortress to protect
from what the waters might reflect
Grief will wash those who caress
the night as though its theirs
Embrace this as a Nightingale in song
In the darkest hour of shadows she belongs
Her voice reflects the colors of dawn
There's an ocean of despair
Where the road must end
All souls must pass there
for what is broken to mend
On a island i will want for you to raise again ...
Embrace this as a Nightingale in song
In the darkest hour of shadows she belongs
Her voice reflects the colors of dawn
It pierces like an arrow trough a storm ...
Dedicated to Alia Stanbridge (vocalist of Trees Of Eternity).
RIP 18.04.2016
Translation in verse: Natalia Pushchinskaya
