Текст песни Потаня - Баллада о Кольце - текст

When the wind was still a good messenger,
And the stars were shining over the world crown,
For black wall,
Under the Black Rock
Three prisoners elf tie ring.
It is like a fire, blinded and burned
And a heavy curse laid down on the ground,
Immortality and glory
Store in a frame,
And the world was divided into good and evil.

And nine of the mighty kings of the earth
For the right to own them saddled horses
But the power of gold
They are deprived of will,
And death is not until the end of his days.
A proud elves from the coastal plains,
Where warm water attracts Anduin
We went hiking
From the darkness before sunrise,
Yes, but I did not come back neither.

And the children of fog joined with him in the dispute -
Skilled dwarves that rule mountains.
But greed metal
They fettered heart,
And the world was distorted since.
A stronger power is intoxicating than wine,
You can not master it and hide not given,
And damn world
There is no higher idol
It gold values ​​above all else.

Let the world languishes under the power of the Ring -
From westerly winds do not hide your face!
There is no power or rather
No faith is stronger
The proud heart, and the memory of the singer!
In the warm sea, the Western Mountains
Hurry up with the Light to seal an agreement.
Rescued from the abyss,
While not disappeared
The last soldier and the last Truvor!