Текст песни Тэм Гринхилл - Замок в горах

Who will measure my way, who will change my rock
What I traced the ancient cold sword
I wander all his life in the maze of roads
And the burden of death right shoulder.
Every day - a new battle every day - the old fear
And the path of fate does not collapse
But I get home - in an old castle in the mountains
When it was over my way.

Do not cheat fate and you can not buy love
Not for life or for death or for a handful of silver
And cold steel will fall under his feet again
Balance of good and evil.
Let burn the fate of ritual fires
Let the world are changing
But I get home - in an old castle in the mountains
When it was over my way.

None of the flag and coat of arms, or for a list of victories
Do not understand where the art and craft of which
Seven steps through fear, seven steps through the delirium
Kohl remained alive lucky.
And when I get tired of playing with death
Life let me relax
And I get home - in an old castle in the mountains
When it was over my way.