Текст песни Хельга эн-Кенти - Когда стрела сорвется с тетивы

Over the centuries, with the snow-capped mountains
Leaked too much water.
Being heir to the throne is easy,
If the heir - not you.

Multi-colored beads years
Below T time to spearhead ...
You're going to - and a blessing is not -
Take only what is yours by right.

When boom picks a string,
Her flight will not stop the wind.
But you know, there is justice in the world,
And the one who is right, will survive.
All appreciated on merit and the mind,
And the king met by the crown.
The heir to the usurper to the throne,
But you did not obey him.

Resolved - no way back!
The city as before the storm subsided ...
And Luck looks away -
Only here from any of the two?

It is not easy in a deadly game
Save a fitting appearance.
However, the coin in the palm of your hand warmed,
You will not look that promises to rock you.

What is destined to happen, and then -
And soon it will be just the day yesterday.
Whose flag in the morning rise over the tower?
Who bow before anyone in your turn to?
When boom picks a string,
The time will come not to ask questions ...
And it may be that the white lotus
Will open the petals in winter.