over the edge and ino oblivion On dark silken wings carried further away To a place of sadness and tranquility On a chariot of gold, the shade of a man
Going over the edge and into oblivion On dark silken wings carried further away To a place of sadness and tranquility On a chariot of gold, the shade of a
Пераклад: Nocturnal Rites. У Месяц Сёмая (Desîhras Дзённік - Раздзел III).
