Song for Those Below

(Всё, что тут написано — чистый вымысел, и все совпадения имён, лиц или событий с тем, как всё было по-настоящему — совершенно случайны!)

When it's nighttime in Neighvada,
And the silver stars are high,
We’ll watch the silent shadows
Of the wings across the sky…
Through the canyon’s deep red echo,
Where the Currant-Current flows,
We’ll keep the beacon burning
‘Till the morning blossom glow.

Rest your hooves, you lonely strayer,
Let the wind howl at the door.
‘Trail has ended at the summit,
You don't have to roam no more.
Though the clouds are thick and heavy
And the path is hard to find,
Leave the thunder and the lightning
In the rain-washed world behind.

Yes I know your wings are heavy,
And the heights feel far away,
But the stars don't need no magic
Just to light the end of day.
So let’s pay no mind to shadows,
Or the ghosts of flight long gone,
Still, the earth is holding steady
As we're waiting for the dawn.

Rest your head, my kin-soul dearie,
While we hold the candle’s light.
While the mountain’s heart is beating
Through the middle of the night.
When you wake, the peaks are gleaming,
And the air smells of pine,
You’ll see the dewdrop beaming
Where the morning sun will shine.

Предполагается, ну-уу… что это можно петь.Molly Buckshot · Song for Those Below

UPD Я обновила запись песенки.