Текст песни Cinders (Red River Dialect) с переводом

This ​evening ​the ​mist ​has ​returned

The ​dawn ​of ​November ​burned

The ​morning ​mists ​away

Mist ​frames ​the ​day

Or ​did ​the ​earth ​just ​rise

Into ​the ​skies

At ​the ​end ​of ​the ​Hallowed ​Day?

Hallo ​day

Cinders ​lead ​the ​way

To ​the ​presence ​of ​an ​absent ​way

To ​the ​path ​that ​the ​fire ​took

To ​the ​burning ​haunting ​every ​book, every book

Tomorrow ​the ​day ​of ​souls

Cold ​mist ​and ​coals

I draw ​my-self ​around

The ​ashes ​I ​found

And ​yet ​I ​should ​touch ​these ​strings

Like ​those ​of ​the ​heart

We ​could ​touch ​them ​here

Right ​here

Cinders ​lead ​the ​way

To ​the ​absence ​that ​I ​just ​cannot ​say

To ​the ​path ​that ​the ​fire ​took

To ​the ​burning ​haunting ​every ​book, every book

When ​days ​of ​such ​harmony ​sing

What ​strikes ​the ​strings?

A ​shudder ​through ​shoulders ​and ​tears

The ​feeling ​of ​fears

And ​feelings ​how ​they ​rise

Like ​mist ​to ​the ​skies

But ​oh ​would ​the mist breathe ​again

I ​missed ​your ​goodbye

Cinders lead the way

To ​the ​absence ​that ​I ​just ​cannot ​say

To ​the ​path ​that ​the ​fire ​took

To ​the ​burning ​haunting ​every ​book

Перевод песни Cinders