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Blackmores Night Under A Violet Moon

Under a Violet Moon Close your eyes and lose yourself In a medieval mood Taste the treasures and sing the tunes Under a Violet Moon 'Tis my delight on a

Превод: Блацкморе'с Нигхт. Под Виолета Месец.

Past time with good company I love, and shall until I die Grutch who lust, but none deny So God be pleased, thus live will I For my pastance Hunt, sing

the frightened calling Fear taking over every man Life meaning nothing more than sand... *Wind will sweep away The traces I was here A story in a teardrop

As I went a walking One morning in spring I met with some travelers On an old country lane One was an old man The second a maid The third was a young

Solitaire with a song in her heart But what a sad song to sing Turned her back on all that she knew In the hopes of a golden ring... And the rains came

heart Saying, "If you dare, We're running fast We're running far Trying to catch the morning star..." And time and space Our only shield Keeping secrets Unrevealed Falling night

s royalty try not to laugh aloud... The jester does another spin And then falls to the floor A show of hands, a short "Hurrah!" A plea for him to do more

rules as king The moon beneath the castle walls As the nightingale sings... The golden bird He gave to me What happiness he brings Like a star on a Christmas