One of the best of ISENGARD! Over the singing desolate plains (English translation) Over the singing desolate plains The path Great the solitude must be and it is quiet as the sky Listen to all the feet of the dying, in the forest joins the same trail Great the solitude must be and it is quiet as the sky I was in the forest searcing for peace and rest The path walked from the old homestead I walk alone under twisted pine trees in a canyon with old giants sea Great the solitude must be and it is quiet as the sky Listen to all the feet of the dying, in the forest joins the same trail I carry my load and step that way inland between depths and greatest valleys The forest is whistling a trail is melancholic it is one that listens to my steps and speaks And the same sky is here and the same mild launching wind and the same old weary sounds whistling between road and shore and mountains untill I see clearly and sense who I am A path deep into the mountains where all my forefathers wander On towards the sea and towards the sky On towards the and towards the sky
Posted on: Sat, 04 Oct 2014 20:49:13 +0000