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Ancient Abbey



Various Artists - Ancient Abbey - Текст песни

 Ride, young Harlin, ride away in tears, from the rage of your guardian,
 something you will find Blind you are running, unaware where you're
 going, beyond the Border of Stones, now you find yourself lost, in the
 middle of the dark woods.

 "Corri Harlin, non pensare, non aver paura, segui il tuo cuore e lascia che
 la luce sopita nella sera risplenda ancor".

 Lost you are, Harlin, in these lonely woods a small path lies ahead and
 closer is sunset, far away is the Border, you can't turn back now, you must
 go on with your faithful horse, finding a shelter for this gloomy night,
 and soon the Truth will be revealed.

 Ride, ride, ride, 'till the end of these gloomy woods
 Ride, ride, ride, fearless through the night
 Ride, ride, ride, soon you will be revealed
 Ride, ride, ride, 'till you find the ancient abbey...

 "I bronzei battenti attendono il tuo arrivo
 L'antico edificio ti Ë giý familiare
 spalanca il portale, oh giovane Harlin
 scorgi all'interno migliaia di candele accese
 svela il mistero della tua esistenza
 entra, non aver timore, questo Ë il tuo destino".

 Titanic abbey, young Harlin you see, with thousand arches climbing up the
 air and cruciform pillars dividing the aisles.

 Now you know what hides in the woods beyond the Border of Stones, young
 Harlin Before you the Gargoyles are watching thousand of candles lit
 their red eyes Tales of heroes are told in the stained glass windows of the
 gothic cathedral But you attention is caught by the jewelled golden altar
 in the end of the nave

 "Finalmente siete giunto, nobile Harlin, ora il Culto della Luce riprenderý
 vigore, ora che l'Inquisitore Ë tornato alla sua Chiesa".

 This is what you hear, noble Harlin, from the golden ark, the voice speaks
 clear, you are the Inquisitor, the only hope for Light and your enemy,
 the Dark Emissary, is rising from the Throat of Evil, waiting for your
 coming, and the future is in your hands

 Ride, ride, ride, 'till the end of these gloomy woods
 Ride, ride, ride, fearless through the night
 Ride, ride, ride, soon you will be revealed
 Ride, ride, ride, for you're the White Inquisitor
   
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