Текст песни Gilgamesh - Deborah Stokol

Clasp your hand in mine, friend
Clasp your hand in mine

The gods on high
Made us below
And they laugh to see us
All laid low

The gods on high
Made us below
And they laugh to see us
All laid low

So clasp your hand in mine, friend
Clasp your hand in mine

Gilgamesh, you long for what is theirs
And far and wide, your search may take you

Lands so distant you can't see
Will yield your own adversity

But in the end, what separates them from thee
Is their immortality

But in the end, what separates them from thee
Is their immortality

So clasp your hand in mine, friend
Clasp your hand in mine

The gods on high
Made us below
And they laugh to see us
All laid low

The gods on high
Made us below
And they laugh to see us
All laid low

Gilgamesh
Have your fill

Dine on finest meats
And wine you'll swill

But when your hour comes
It will be time
For the closing that will be thine

And you cannot escape your fate
So you had best fill up your plate

And you cannot escape your fate
So you had best fill up your plate

So clasp your hand in mine, friend
Clasp your hand in mine

The gods on high
Made us below
And they laugh to see us
All laid low

The gods on high
Made us below
And they laugh to see us
All laid low

Do not mourn, my friend
For things you cannot change

Do not mourn, my friend
For our death and what is strange

For the gods on high
Made us below
And they laugh to see us
All laid low

Yes, the gods on high
Made us below
And they laugh to see us
All laid low

And you
Are not
A god, my friend

Your laugh does not ring hollow

And you
Are not
A god, my friend

But you
Are quite the king

So clasp your hand in mine, friend
Clasp your hand in mine

Clasp your hand in mine
Clasp your hand in mine
Clasp your hand in mine