Текст песни Journey To The Isle Of Mists

(Over The Moonless Depths Of Night-Dark Seas)

THE LOG OF THE NORTHERN MARINER:
The great serpent-prow of my ship, Wave-Render cleaves the nighted
Waters as we voyage across the dark, icy sea, towards the unknown...
Above, the brigth winter's moon emerges from a veil of cloud to cast
Its lucent rays upon us, and a clinging, supine sea-mist writhers upon
The midnight waves, swirled by the colol, whispering wind whichBaker Anita - Journey To The Isle Of Mists - http://ru.motolyrics.com/baker-anita/journey-to-the-isle-of-mists-lyrics.html
Catches our great sail, pushing us onwards, vever onwards... And
Beyond the tang of the darkling sea, the scent of nights is as strong
And heady as summer blossom. I know not what awaits us at the elder
Isle of Mists... that grim and mistery-haunted place which beckons me
To it's shadowed embrace, swathed in dark legendry and etwined in the
Mantle of ancient sorceries... and yet I must hearken to it's ethereal
Call... for mayhap the gods have decreed this to be my final voyage...