Summoning Angbands Schmieden歌词

[Εις Σελήνην] Κλύθι θεά βασίλεια φαεσφόρε δία Σελήνη ταυροκέρως Μήνη νυκτιδρόμε ηεροφοίτι εννυχία δαιδούχε κόρη ευάστερε Μήνη αυξομένη και λειπομένη θήλυς τε και άρσην αυγάστειρα φίλιππε χρόνου μήτερ φερέκαρπε ηλεκτρίς βαρύθυμε καταυγάστειρα νυχία πα

Mirdautas Vras is a song by Summoning. It is written in neo-Black Speech. It appears in their sixth full-lenght album, Oath Bound, released in 2006. Mirdautas Vras means It is a good day to kill in this version of Black Speech. [edit] Lyrics Brus-kul

From ashes and fire be broken A light from the shadows shall spring Renewed shall be blade that was broken The crownless shall again be king The world is grey, the mountains old The forge's fire is ashen and cold No harp is wrung, no hammer falls The

-------------------------------------- 版本1: Land of the Dead・亡靈之域 Where forest stream went through... went through the wood 潺潺流水流淌而过...穿越茂密的山林 And silent all the stens...And silent all the stens there stood 巍然古树...日复一日沉默着迎接暮色降临 Of tall trees, moveles

[Instrumental] 专辑:Within the Realm of a Dying Sun 歌手:Dead Can Dance 歌曲:Summoning of the Muse

In autumn when wind and the sea Rejoice to live and laught to be And scarce the blast that curbs the tree And bids before it quail and flee The hearts of western elves burn bright With joy that mocks the spring To hear all heaven's keen clarions ring

Still here I wake and I think of you 我依旧在此苏醒并且想你 I see you far away 我远远看你 Answer my call 回应我的呼喊 Can you hear my voice 你能否听到我的声音 I hear you 我听得到你 For we are gone and forever lost 我们已死去,消失于时间的苍茫 Broken here I lie 打破我身驱埋葬之地 Beneath the shadow sink 沉于阴影之

Like Some Snow-white Marble Eyes 宛若静谧的雪色大理石之眼 How countless they congregate 一颗一颗无限地汇集一起 Or our tumultuous snow 又如喧哗的银色素裹之大树 Which flows in shapes as tall as trees 一棵一棵茫然地流动成形 When wintry winds do blow 冷漠寒风,吹人窒息 As if with keenness for our fate 仿佛命运多舛

Black pentagrams resurrect As a dark treacherous death Reflects the eyes of everlasting disgrace, A burning sky with dreadful shapes Nocturnal sign of blasphemy, Sacrilegious prophecies Reflections of forgotten fright, They disturb the silent night C