amaranth_
"The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
But oh, no tears please
Fear and pain may
soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
But oh, no tears please
Fear and pain may
accompany Death
But it is desire that shepherds its certainty
as We shall see..."
Перущице бедна, гнездо на герои,
слава! Вечна слава на чедата твои,
на твоята пепел и на твоя гроб,
дето храбро падна въстаналий роб!
Слава теб, че ти се одържа до крайност
и бори се в пушек, и падна със сяйност.
......................................
Поклон на теб, граде, пепелище прашно,
на борба юнашка свидетелство страшно!
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!
But it is desire that shepherds its certainty
as We shall see..."
Перущице бедна, гнездо на герои,
слава! Вечна слава на чедата твои,
на твоята пепел и на твоя гроб,
дето храбро падна въстаналий роб!
Слава теб, че ти се одържа до крайност
и бори се в пушек, и падна със сяйност.
......................................
Поклон на теб, граде, пепелище прашно,
на борба юнашка свидетелство страшно!
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!
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