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Вот песня Леголаса в оригинале:
To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west away, the round sun is falling.
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling.
The voices of my people that have gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;
For our days are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,
In Eressea, in Elvenhome that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not: land of my people forever!
Имхо, он с таким восторгом говорит о Море, предвкушая свое путешествие! И совсем он не грустит, наоборот он счастлив.
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*Матушка-Настоятельница Обители св.Элвуда* | I just love holy Wood! | Angels don't fly, they have no wings (c)
Во мраке даже ангел мог казаться черным (с) В.Гюго | Нормальность - это когда у людей все дома (с)
We live in hope of deliverance from the darkness that surrounds us (c) Paul McCartney
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