作曲 : Krajewski, Nergal | |
Night in the mountains comes with the fly of a raven | |
Carpathians bathed in the light of the moon | |
In old ruins where the dying shadows | |
Are watching the shine from the stars | |
Nobody remembers days of glory | |
Several hundreds years passed in silence | |
Not a soul has been seen here | |
I am standing on a hill | |
So silent is the sky | |
I am drinking the cold of this night | |
Old grey wolf lying upon my feet | |
Is licking the hand of mine | |
It is night...in my heart | |
It is moon...in my eyes | |
I am hidden in a fog- my own breath | |
Small village in a valley | |
Sleeping in a fear, in a fear of me! | |
Loathsome race of the mortals magic of wolfish teethes, wings of bats | |
Faithful guards of religion | |
Old as the blood itself | |
The cult of the undead | |
Vampirism | |
Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain | |
She was only fourteen | |
No cry has burst from her lips | |
Pity that she had to die but how sweet was her neck | |
It is night...in my heart | |
It is moon...in my eyes | |
I am hidden in a fog | |
My own breath | |
Sometimes only my anthem of triumph | |
Echoes in mountains landscape | |
Like blood from thorn opened arteries | |
Poison flows down the tongue | |
Somewhere far away a howling can be heard | |
Oh, how beautiful is the night in | |
Transylvania! | |
Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain | |
Blood is life... | |
ETERNAL! |
zuo qu : Krajewski, Nergal | |
Night in the mountains comes with the fly of a raven | |
Carpathians bathed in the light of the moon | |
In old ruins where the dying shadows | |
Are watching the shine from the stars | |
Nobody remembers days of glory | |
Several hundreds years passed in silence | |
Not a soul has been seen here | |
I am standing on a hill | |
So silent is the sky | |
I am drinking the cold of this night | |
Old grey wolf lying upon my feet | |
Is licking the hand of mine | |
It is night... in my heart | |
It is moon... in my eyes | |
I am hidden in a fog my own breath | |
Small village in a valley | |
Sleeping in a fear, in a fear of me! | |
Loathsome race of the mortals magic of wolfish teethes, wings of bats | |
Faithful guards of religion | |
Old as the blood itself | |
The cult of the undead | |
Vampirism | |
Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain | |
She was only fourteen | |
No cry has burst from her lips | |
Pity that she had to die but how sweet was her neck | |
It is night... in my heart | |
It is moon... in my eyes | |
I am hidden in a fog | |
My own breath | |
Sometimes only my anthem of triumph | |
Echoes in mountains landscape | |
Like blood from thorn opened arteries | |
Poison flows down the tongue | |
Somewhere far away a howling can be heard | |
Oh, how beautiful is the night in | |
Transylvania! | |
Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain | |
Blood is life... | |
ETERNAL! |
zuò qǔ : Krajewski, Nergal | |
Night in the mountains comes with the fly of a raven | |
Carpathians bathed in the light of the moon | |
In old ruins where the dying shadows | |
Are watching the shine from the stars | |
Nobody remembers days of glory | |
Several hundreds years passed in silence | |
Not a soul has been seen here | |
I am standing on a hill | |
So silent is the sky | |
I am drinking the cold of this night | |
Old grey wolf lying upon my feet | |
Is licking the hand of mine | |
It is night... in my heart | |
It is moon... in my eyes | |
I am hidden in a fog my own breath | |
Small village in a valley | |
Sleeping in a fear, in a fear of me! | |
Loathsome race of the mortals magic of wolfish teethes, wings of bats | |
Faithful guards of religion | |
Old as the blood itself | |
The cult of the undead | |
Vampirism | |
Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain | |
She was only fourteen | |
No cry has burst from her lips | |
Pity that she had to die but how sweet was her neck | |
It is night... in my heart | |
It is moon... in my eyes | |
I am hidden in a fog | |
My own breath | |
Sometimes only my anthem of triumph | |
Echoes in mountains landscape | |
Like blood from thorn opened arteries | |
Poison flows down the tongue | |
Somewhere far away a howling can be heard | |
Oh, how beautiful is the night in | |
Transylvania! | |
Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain | |
Blood is life... | |
ETERNAL! |