Текст песни Песни Алой Книги - Я сидел у камина...

I sat by the fireplace and thought that he had met her on the road ,
Oh honey meadows, moth on the flower and on the cool summer branches.
On a gray web and yellow leaves that fall haze shaking,
On the silver sun, the breeze in your hair and on herbs that are in the field .

I sat by the fireplace and thought about how the world will be in the same hour
When winter comes without a spring and finds some of us,
But do not count around so many things that I did not have to see
Everybody loves the forest each new spring in its own green.

I sat by the fireplace and thought about those ancient people who had gone for a long time ,
And the people that come on the future world , that we can not know ,
But as I sat there, remembering of the past, peaceful and violent days
I heard steps outside home , and my friend appeared in the doorway ...