Текст песни Хельга эн-Кенти - Пути Средиземья

Throwing your own blank doubt,
Shagnёsh Once over the threshold.
But how easy to lose direction
In a network of endless roads.

You waited too long, but the time has come,
Let the wind touches the face.
Middle-Way have a beginning,
But have no end.

Do not just believe that life will be better,
And again, I hope to lose.
And I had, wrapped in a cloak,
On bare ground to sleep.

Covered with withered leaves, the snow melted,
Woven strength Rings
Middle-Way have a beginning,
But have no end.

And hoofs, came out of the fog,
Force to grab the bow.
The road - a source of constant and meetings
And endless separations.

And grief and joy were many,
According to the plan, it is clear of the Creator
Middle-Way have a beginning,
But have no end.