Summoning - Habbanan Beneath The Stars скачать mp3

In Habbanan beneath the skies Where all roads end however long There is a sound of faint echoes And distant echoes of a song, For there men gather into rings Round their red fires while one voice sings – And all about is night (And all about is night). Not night as ours, unhappy folk, Where nigh the Earth in hazy bars, A mist about the springing of the stars, There trails a thin and wandering smoke Obscuring with its veil half-seen The great abysmal still Serene. A globe of dark glass faceted with light Wherein the splendid winds have dusky flight; Untrodden spaces of an odorous plain That watches for the moon that long has lain And caught the meteors' fiery rain – Such there is night. ...and caught the meteors' fiery rain If I am dead and gone, would you remain...