[Альре Сноу]

Бывают песни, которые попадают. В настроение или куда там - в общем, попадают. Прицельно.
Это - сегодняшнее.

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И текст. Немалая доля попадания приходится именно на него.

Run, wolf warrior, to ends eternal
Through the wreckage of the death of the day
Scent of silence under starlight spinning
A captured beast within a human skin

Are you searching for long lost landscapes
Lit by flowers and crystal cascades?
Where the lamb lies down with the lion
Where the wolf is one with the wild

Run, wolf warrior, through kingdoms' chaos
Senseless cities and ghost towns towering
Howl, O hunter, though few know you're crying
Face upturned into that midnight moon

Are you hunting for mystic mountains
Where the air is like liquid laughter?
Where the beasts inherit the earth
Where the last again will be first

Run, wolf warrior, to hide your hunger
The rain will wash away the pains of the day
In your eyes there are cold fires burning
Tongues of flame that can never be tamed

Are you running from Man's delusion
Majestic madness and your exclusion
To where the lamb lies down with the lion?

Are you running down ancient pathways
Through this dark and deserted land
To where man is once more a child?

Are you running to freedom's fortress
By the side of wide open seas
Where the wolf is one with the wild?

Run, run, run...

Run, run, run, run, run, run on, run on through the rain...

И да, это всего-навсего саундтрек к побочной сюжетной ветке. Которую я люблю как раз за то, что альтернативная и совершенно неисполнимая.

Увы.

@темы: la musique, волки уходят в небеса