Текст песни
Water falls from the sky and turns to a rain,
Rain to a river, rain feeds grain,
The old Ovid sings: my beloved folks,
I will show you bodies changed into forms.
I will show you bodies changed into forms.
The time has passed,
The heroes are dead.
The song of Achyll is no more heard.
The empire and people have turned to ash.
The time has l passed,
The heroes are dead.
But Gods are immortal, and people are dead,
The Helen of Troy turned old and dread.
Threads of three sisters were torn to the last,
Mortals are gone, the Gods now laugh.
The time has passed,
The heroes are dead.
The song of Achyll is no more heard.
The empire and people have turned to ash.
The time has l passed,
The heroes are dead.
I will show you bodies changed into forms.
A new born baby lies weak and small,
Like an animal, crawls he in despair.
And now stands bravely, but still needs support,
Soon grows he strong, but his youth is short.
Time passes away, the end nearby,
Life wears him out, old strengths disappear.
Man Milon weeps as his mighty hands,
Once like Hercules, no longer withstand.
The time has passed, (passed)
The heroes are dead. (dead)
The time has passed,
The heroes are dead.
The time has passed,
The heroes are dead.
The time has passed,
The heroes are dead.
The heroes are dead.
Why her time is gone, why the burden she bears.
