Текст песни Battle Of Evermore - Jimmy Page, Robert Plant

The queen of light took her bow
And then she turned to go
The prince of peace embraced the gloom
And walked the night alone
Oh, dance in the dark of night
The dark Lord rides in force tonight and time will tell us all
Oh, throw down your plough and hoe
Side by side we wait the might of the darkest of them all
I hear the horses thunder down in the valley below
I′m waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow
The apples of the valley hold the seeds of happiness
The ground is rich from tender care, repay, do not forget
The apples turn to brown and black, the tyrant's face is red
Oh, war is the common cry
The sky is filled with good and bad that mortals never know
Oh well, the night is long, the beads of time pass slow
Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow
The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of after-math
The drums will shake the castle wall the ring wraiths ride in black
Ah, sing as you raise your bow
No comfort has the fire at night that lights the face so cold
Dance in the dark of night the magic runes are writ in gold
To bring the balance back, bring it back
At last the sun is shining, the clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight blinds his eyes
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it