Celtic Mystic: Dark Clouds / Scamaill Dorcha (English / Irish)

Описание: Title: Dark Clouds / Scamaill Dorcha

Scamaill dorcha
Os cionn na spéire
Fós sa dorchadas
Fós ag fanacht

Dark grey clouds are slowly rising
towering black against the sky
Claiming every distant horizon
turning day to bitter night
Crows are riding restless winds
drawing circles over me
Rough their voices in the darkness
whispers in the troubled breeze

Where does the storm end
where does the light begin
when the sky is burning under shades of grey

Scamaill dorcha
os cionn an chroí
Where does the night break
where does hope come to be
Scamaill dorcha
fós os mo chionn
Yet the light is calling
softly from the sun

Scamaill dorcha
Scamaill dorcha

Beating wings within the darkness
like a whirlwind through the night
Cold winds howling through the silence
speaking endings out of sight
Chasing shadows of becoming
pulling deep inside the soul
When the wish to be another
breaks the self we used to know

Scamaill dorcha
os cionn an chroí
Where does the night break
where does hope come to be
Scamaill dorcha
fós os mo chionn
Yet the light is calling
softly from the sun

Grey walls rising ever higher
fortresses of doubt and fear
Voices of the dark surrounding
echoing from far and near
Yet a trembling beam of sunlight
finds a path through silent night
Morning slowly starts to wonder
will the storm give way to light

Scamaill dorcha
ag imeacht ón spéir
Where does the storm end
when the light draws near
Scamaill dorcha
fágann an croí
For the dawn remembers
what hope can beScamaill dorcha
Scamaill dorcha
Ach tagann an solas

Lyrik: Matiasu Tsuchikawa
Musik: Musik & Gesang Mureka KI
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