Digibook Compact Disc (CD) "Ведомые ветром", 500 copies. Included poster
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The power of mother's love is truly miraculous. No matter how far will the warrior's path take him, the mother's blessing is always there. For her heart always hurts for him. Our song will tell you how Mother Nature herself protects the warrior from death following the word of his own mother. And how it can return him back to life reminding that our world is full of love and even the most severe wounds will be healed someday.
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Сила материнской любви чудотворна. Как бы далеко не увёл путь война-странника, благословение матери остаётся с ним, ведь сердце её болит о сыне. Наша песня о том, как по слову матери сама Мать-природа защищает война от гибели, и, как бы ни было тяжело, возвращает к жизни, напоминая о том, что мир полон любви и даже самые тяжёлые раны исцеляются.
lyrics
From your shoulder I will fly
To misty fields,
A little bird.
Hide you with my tender hands
From raging flame
And from the sword.
My sword is heavy,
The saddle on my horse.
Days, nights I traveled,
This road I belong.
Ashes behind, brave warriors dead
They slumber now in battlefields.
My pain is all I've left,
My mother's song is all I hear.
From your shoulder I will fly
To misty fields,
A little bird.
Hide you with my tender hands
From raging flame
And from the sword.
Blood is my trace on feather grass,
Eyes soon be closed, my spirit fades.
Death now has sent for me,
In arrow's whizz - my mother's song.
From your shoulder I will fly
To misty fields,
A little bird.
Hide you with my tender hands
From raging flame
And from the sword.
Lush are these grass in the field,
Wild land over miles around.
Like mother's tears it will rain in silence,
Healing all of you deadly wounds.
Then all of sudden
Wild bird flapped her wing -
Death up she covered
And sat right by me.
Lush are these grass in the field,
Wild land over miles around.
Like mother's tears it will rain in silence,
Healing all of you deadly wounds.
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Перевод песни:
Птицей с твоего плеча
Я полечу
В туман полей.
От огня и от меча
Я заслоню
Рукой своей.
Меч мой тяжёлый
Да конь под седлом -
Путь мой далёкий
Замкнул жизнь кольцом.
Дым пепелищ встал за спиной,
Сломан меч, спит в поле рать.
Лишь боль моя со мной,
Да память, как мне пела мать.
Птицей с твоего плеча
Я полечу
В туман полей.
От огня и от меча
Я заслоню
Рукой своей.
След мой – кровь ран в траве степной,
Меркнет взор, сил не собрать.
Смерть шлёт стрелу за мной,
И я снова слышу мать:
Птицей с твоего плеча
Я полечу
В туман полей.
От огня и от меча
Я заслоню
Рукой своей.
Буйны степные травы,
Дикий край – вольно поле да лес,
Как мать слезой, боль от ран кровавых
Исцеляет дождём с небес.
Но вдруг метнулась
Меж смертью и мной
Дикая птица -
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