Текст песни Gary Huwes - Once And Future King

Tears upon the coldness of my cheek
Слёзы капают на мою холодную щеку,
Bathe this weary head in timeless sleep
И я засыпаю вечным сном.
And the life, like the day slips away,
И жизнь, как свет дня, угасает.
Broken, laid to rest upon this field,
Сломленный, я отошёл в вечный покой на этом поле.
Where the river flows the blood has stilled
Река течёт, но кровь моя перестала течь,
In the light that remains colours fade to grey
В последних лучах света краски мира сереют.

They slay the man but not his heartbeat,
Король убит, но его сердце не остановлено.
For something more lies within
Потому что душу его не сломить.
They claim the day but a thousand
Враги торжествуют, но ехо тысячи голосов
echoes rain as the mountains rage,
Раздается в разгневанных горах.
They've slain the man but not his heartbeat,
Король убит, но его сердце не остановлено.
His spirit soars on the wind
Его дух парит на ветру.
They claim the day, but the fire inside remains
Враги торжествуют, но огонь не угас
For the lost, once and future king
В душе потерянного Короля Былого и Грядущего.

Echoes of a man that used to be
Отголоски короля, что жил когда-то
Touching every soul who still believes
Отдаются в каждой душе, которая ещё верит
That the fight and the fray was ordained
Что та битва, то побоище были предопределены,
Carving out the shapes of destiny
Были частью великой судьбы
Someday in the greatest time of need
И когда-нибудь, когда мир будет в нём больше всего нуждаться,
He'll return from the place where he sleeps in wait
Он вернётся оттуда, где он спит в ожидании.

They slay the man but not his heartbeat,
Король убит, но его сердце не остановлено.
For something more lies within
Потому что душу его не сломить.
They claim the day but a thousand
Враги торжествуют, но ехо тысячи голосов
echoes rain as the mountains rage,
Раздается в разгневанных горах.
They've slain the man but not his heartbeat,
Король убит, но его сердце не остановлено.
His spirit soars on the wind
Его дух парит на ветру.
They claim the day, but the fire inside remains
Враги торжествуют, но огонь не угас
While it burns his return begins
Пока он горит, его возвращение начинается
The beloved, once and future king
Наш любимый Король Былого и Грядущего.

Tears upon the coldness of my cheek
Tears are falling on my cold cheek
Bathe this weary head in timeless sleep
And I fall asleep with eternal sleep.
And the life, like the day slips away,
And life, like the light of day, fades away.
Broken, laid to rest upon this field,
Broken, I went into eternal rest in this field.
Where the river flows the blood has stilled
The river flows, but my blood has stopped flowing
In the light that remains colors fade to gray
In the last rays of light the colors of the world turn gray.

They slay the man but not his heartbeat,
The king is killed, but his heart is not stopped.
For something more lies within
Because his soul cannot be broken.
They claim the day but a thousand
Enemies triumph, but exo a thousand voices
echoes rain as the mountains rage,
Is heard in the angry mountains.
They've slain the man but not his heartbeat,
The king is killed, but his heart is not stopped.
His spirit soars on the wind
His spirit floats in the wind.
They claim the day, but the fire inside remains
Enemies triumph, but the fire is not extinguished
For the lost, once and future king
In the soul of the lost King, the Past and the Future.

Echoes of a man that used to be
Echoes of the king that once lived
Touching every soul who still believes
Give in to every soul that still believes
That the fight and the fray was ordained
That battle, the slaughter was predetermined,
Carving out the shapes of destiny
Were part of a great destiny
Someday in the greatest time of need
And someday, when the world needs him most
He'll return from the place where he sleeps in wait
He will return from where he sleeps, waiting.

They slay the man but not his heartbeat,
The king is killed, but his heart is not stopped.
For something more lies within
Because his soul cannot be broken.
They claim the day but a thousand
Enemies triumph, but exo a thousand voices
echoes rain as the mountains rage,
Is heard in the angry mountains.
They've slain the man but not his heartbeat,
The king is killed, but his heart is not stopped.
His spirit soars on the wind
His spirit floats in the wind.
They claim the day, but the fire inside remains
Enemies triumph, but the fire is not extinguished
While it burns his return begins
As long as it burns, its return begins
The beloved, once and future king
Our beloved King of the Past and the Future.