Перевод: Митч Миллер. Лиссабонский Antiqua.
Перевод: Райдер, Митч. Лиссабонский Antiqua.
Перевод: Неизвестно. Pro Musica Antiqua.
Старинные часы еще идут, Старинные часы, свидетели и судьи. Когда ты в дом входил, Они слагали гимн, Звоня тебе Во все колокола. Когда ты не сумел
Старинные часы, ещё идут старинные часы, свидетили и судьи когда ты в дом входил, они слагали гимн, звоня тебе во все колокола когда ты не сумел, меня
Сторона моя, Русь-красавица, Расстели зелены луга! Песней звонкою да восславится Солнца красного ярга! Песней звонкою да восславится Солнца красного ярга
I played with love, I thought I was a sophisticated kind I looked at life like modern lovers do It's a game, I said, from bed to bed, never hurts these
[Music & Lyrics: Peavy Wagner] Defenders of the ancient life we are Defenders of the ancient world at war And if we're gonna die, keep that spark Defenders
Hmmmmmm! Let's take an old-fashioned walk, I'm just burstin' with talk. What a tale could be told, if we went for An old-fashioned walk! Let
Yeah yeah Well, well, well girl Yeah I believe that a woman Is the most precious thing on the Earth And I'll do anything And I do mean anything To stop
"An Ancient Inherited Shame" by Dark Angel Femininity, a sacred life My goals and dreams achieved, or soon they might Unintruded being, innocent
[Instrumental]
with time? All the shame it brings, it changes everything! [x2] Time delay Synchrionicity Is all in disarray From another tear under my duvet It's antique
by John Williamson Where ancient mountains are whittled down Millions of years to a little mound Where giant feet are fossil found I see spinifex surfing
you dismantled Enchanted by my verbals as Ikon be burning candles "The rapper Ikon be throwing cerebral blows in telepathic forms" "Futuristic, neva antiquated
Change the mood from joy to sadness Because sad is the song I sing On dreams in deep meditations On seven horses running on the shore at dawn Born to
The Glory of Your Love Is Built Upon Our People's Pain And Your Glory is Painted Red Of Our Noble Blood You Shed. You Came And Slaughtered Odin You Came
[Previously unreleased] The golden cities once ?Desperately loved to rose From fathomless grey mass - Blue lakes and abyssic mountains Fear, for something
