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Story of Kariel

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    Небольшая и грустная история о любви между человеком и эльфийкой на английском...

In forests of the everlasting spring and sunshine
Under a crown of elms and whispering oaks
There is a bush of bilberries that singing 
And birch, that sometimes makes it talks

It happen many years ago in April
There was a man in age of twenty-six
His name was Kariel and all his life he dedicated
To songs and verses, harp and violin

Not ever thinking of what world has gave him,
He lived in village, far from other men
He was obsessed with beauty of old legends
With magic, love, adventures of those Lands

He saw them in his dreams he saw them nearby
But couldn't reach with music of his heart
He was obsessed...he left his humble hovel
And went to forest, taking only Harp

The stars were dancing, moon was watching
It was a magic night, the night of fairy tales
And chorus of all trees was barely heard
In sound of Kariel breath, in lawns of Wales

He sat on grass and stood for moment silent
But than his fingers touched the string and voice
Of him has rose in tragic, touching rhythm
Love, hate and past has mixed in random choice

And birds, forgot about their singing
Wild animals forgot about their hunt
And other creatures of the forest stood in spellbound  
They listened, listened to this sounds

And he was singing, like he never did before
And only single drop, in eyes of him, were telling
That he still alive
From soul and heart he sang just singing for

Not far from him, Lateriel has stood,
The daughter of Melare, elfish king
She looked at him and she has understood
That he is only one, from whom she wants a ring

She suddenly emerged in front of him
And looked in eyes of him without saying a word
The time has stopped it flow in this green look
He was her servant and he was her lord

He kneel, he kissed her arm and named her mistress
She kissed him in his lips and called her man
In night, they fused in love so tender
Although she knew, that this, was strictly banned

And every night he sang, for her and for their love
And every night she came to listened him
And every night they held each other hands
This happiness, will never have an end, it seemed

But Melare, the king of elves, one night
Was walking through his calm domain
And suddenly, he saw his daughter with
Kariel, mortal, on a silver lain

In anger, Melare has raised his bow
And arrow sang Kariel final song
He fell on grass, with blood on skillful hands
He wasn't dead, but that was not for long

Lateriel cry, has tore dark sky in peaces
She fell with him, more wounded than Kariel was
There was a way, old spell of ancient trees
Without regrets she told that magic words

Melare, king of elves has tried to stopped her
He ran to lain, but it was all to late
Instead of Lathariel - lonely birch that crying
And bush of bilberries, Kariel, on their final date

Too many years has pass, but still
They are together in they everlasting love
Snow, rain, old trees and winds remember
Their feelings, and who are they grass know

In forests of the everlasting spring and sunshine
Under a crown of elms and whispering oaks
There is a bush of bilberries that singing 
And birch, that sometimes makes it talks...

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