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* 2000 - The Last Son of the Fjord (альбом)

1. The Last Son Of The Fjord 06:26

Nobody will grieve and sob, when
He once will fall asleep forever
Only rain will drop avaricious tear
In the name of last son of a fjord
The nearest neighbor will not be sad
By his will drunk grieves and blood
The distant neighbor easily will sigh
In the heart more fear does not lie

With new force the sun will pour light
By finding out that he does not live
The crude ground will be glad
That his feet doesn't step here

Won't come to bid farewell friend and wife
There were no them in his life
Only deeper wrinkles of the face
Of the old man, the father-fjord.


2. The Swan Road 04:57

The burning birds fell from
The sky into the gloomy sea
And the midnight has become
Dawn from this flame

Their crys in the midnight
Were louder than the hundred storms
Fell dead and wounded wing to wing

The sun rose and my magic dream
My snow-wite road thru endless fields
And hirds has disappeared at burning west

The nature is in mourning
The sky at once'v got older
That sorrow great is driving sea insane

Who now is waiting for sunset go
Who now is greeting the sun arise


3. Back Home 05:15

Hail, dragons of the sea!
That sprouted by s dread
Wood of spears, covered by fame
Not once you tore vermin meat

Enought for you in foreign lands
To wander behind alien table to
Sit strange song to listen
You come back home

You see at home bread
Is tasty and feet by ground
Easy go, where the glory yours
For hundred leagues files before you

In battle are invincible
Not one dissected wolves belly
Each step yours here legend
Each feat yours here song.


4. The Call Of Ancestors 04:52

The ice chains will be broken by the first coming rill
And sleeply mighty hands will feel free again
Refreshing vital juices will run thru young veins
Drive out the drunkeness and waking the life up

You hear the voices ofthe ancestors around
When the mountain top is red-stained by the dawn
And a ship isrolled on surges from impstiens

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