Orthodox Celts - Green Roses

Orthodox Celts  Green Roses At the crack of the dawn thunder and lightning crossed the way The shadow of knight waited to see the bright light of the day Nobody saw his bitter tears through the dark veil of rain The river of blood under his feet run wild again and again The green roses will grow While green fields turn to red Only memory remains Of hero and his faith He just stood and he stared with a sword in his hand Under the bridge of rainbow’s gold he fought for his land The black crow stole his destiny and flew from the cross Flyin’ high, goin’ so far to take his soul away

Zelene ruže U cik zore, munja i grom put presekoše Senka viteza svetlo dana čekaše Kroz taj crni kišni veo njegove suze niko nije video Reka krvi pod njegovim nogama opet je tekla ludo Zelene ruže će rasti Dok zelena polja crvena postaju Samo sećanja ostaju Na heroja i njegovu veru On je samo sa mačem u ruci stajao i zurio Ispod mosta duginog blaga za svoju zemlju se borio Crna vrana sudbinu mu je ukrala i sa krsta odletela Letela visoko, njegovu dušu odnela daleko