01-02. Золотые драконы (Golden Dragons) – Час испытания (Hour Of Trial)

0:00 – Золотые драконы (Golden Dragons)
1:32 – Час испытания (Hour Of Trial)

Концерт группы «Эпидемия» в Новосибирске 24 февраля 2020 года
Камера – фотоаппарат Canon 1100D
Автор видео приносит искренние извинения за «дёрги» камеры

Concert of “Epidemia / Epidemic” band in Novosibirsk, 2020-02-24
Camera – Canon 1100D
I’m apologizing for “twitching” camera

01-02. Золотые драконы (Golden Dragons) – Час испытания (Hour Of Trial) – Вы находитесь здесь (you are here)

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Prologue:

Translation by "Starcruiser", 2007

In a far away world, somewhere in our Universe, there was a kingdom, inhabited by a race, which we know, as Elven. Enya, such was its name, was lying on a huge green plain, surrounded by mountains from south and by the ocean from north. There was only one way to this land: a thick canyon between sheer rocks. There was a corridor, heavily guarded by elven archers, unseen for travelers' eyes. And if there was a danger of army attacking the kingdom, round rocks were prepared to block the way for intruders. Elves are almost immortal and conservative creatures in their nature, and that's why usually each king was reigning the land until his death, and his son or daughter were continuing it. Claiming themselves as a special and chosen race, elves were arrogant to other races, be that humans, dwarves or goblins, and didn't allow them to stay in Enya for a long time. Only few people could see this kingdom, most of them were merchants, ambassadors of another races and members of different delegations. During the visit of one of these delegations, an impossible thing happened: a young noble elven girl, person in attendance of the king, fell in love with a courageous knight, guarding the human ambassadors. A young warrior was also blinded by her indescribable beauty and managed to arrange a secret meeting with her. But soon time of human delegation in Enya came to an end, there was nothing to do and he had to leave. After some time, she gave birth to a boy. Everybody understood, who was the reason of this birth, the king was in rage. But suddently, advisor of the king, old elven mage Irdis, gave a word in the young boy defense. He asked the monarch to spare the baby and said that he saw a magic potential inside him, and would like to teach him the art of magic.
Still, the girl, that broke the restriction to relationship with non-elves, was banished. Boy was given a name: Dezmond and left to live and study under Irdis' watchful eye. When he became older, he started to study the magic arts, where he had a great success. His friend in the child games was princess Alatiel. Looking at them, the king was frowning more and more. Friendship between them was threatening to grow in something bigger. That's why when an elven officer, in love with the princess, slandered Dezmond, king believed him and ordered to banish the half-elf from the land.
Dezmond continued to study the magic arts in one of human academies of Magic. He tested his strength in a small war with a nearby country. In the battle he saved the life of a human warrior, Torvald. They became best friends after some time.
One day, when Dezmond was going to pass his last, final challenge in the Academy, he suddenly saw Irdis, in wounds and blood, lying near the tree...

02. Hour of the Challenge

Poetic translation by "Starcruiser", 2007

Desmond - E. Egorov
Irdis - A. Berkut

Desmond:
Hour has come,
Challenge will test my strength!
Training was hard,
But I will do my best!
Long was the path,
Soon I will show my might!
Darkness inside
Magic of Holy Light!


What’s this sound, that’s coming from ahead?
Crystal jingle of a voice of elf.
Life is hardly glimmering within,
These are words, that I hear:

Irdis:
Foe is in our home,
In torment earth groans,
Dark Lord claimed the throne -
The darkness is his flesh.
The war knocks the doors,
We are not the gods,
Were burnt all the roads
And gloom is ahead!

Desmond:
Phantom of war
Fell over Enya!
Fiends of Dark Lord,
Captured the one I love!
Not holy one
To crash the Dark stronghold,
Not famous one -
Not Sturm or Lancelot.


Choice is done, and it remains behind,
Have been scattered all the doubts of mine
I’m expelled and I cannot return,
But today hope is born!

Irdis:
Foe is in our home,
In torment earth groans,
Dark Lord claimed the throne -
The darkness is his flesh.
Desmond:
The war knocks the doors,
We are not the gods,
Were burnt all the roads
And gloom is ahead!

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Desmond:
Foe is in our home ...