Текст песни Woodscream - Баллада о реке Шэннон

Pouring the river tears daughter of Lod,
A problem in one of her:
Her beauty shine given,
Just never - mind.

- If the key Konnly its water
Stupidity Sinend heal ... -
Being in the heart of the druid gray
So over it made a joke.

Creak in the wind hazel,
Stood guard near the stream,
Do not go to a place Sinend -
Unenviable will be your portion.

Under the hills she walked grottoes -
As her wisdom to find?
Was meadows and swamps -
Where to find the forbidden key?

Overcame thirst Sinend,
Suddenly she sees a stream,
And around noisy hazel:
- You found the source Konnly - do not drink!

Not listen to the goddess,
But did not and pharynx,
Turned into a river Sinend ...
Shannon knows - the fate of the wise is bitter.