✨ Oh, Elrond — the final one of the performances. He truly brings a sense of closure to the entire competition.
While the voting for the winner is still ahead of us, there's time to reflect on the song of the Lord of Rivendell! After all, there’s some wisdom hidden in it, isn’t there? And let’s not forget to appreciate our contestant’s outfit once again! Such refinement is impossible to ignore, don’t you think?
🥹✨ Well, here’s the epilogue of ArdaVision... But don’t go anywhere! — This marks the end of the first block, but it’s far from the end of the show! The show must go on!
💎SONG LYRICS💎(translated from russian)
Countless roads have been traveled in life,
Twists, turns, bends, and ditches.
The veil of many secrets has been lifted.
Answers to questions are now known.
Memories of years long past
Have woven lace into my soul
And like a dance of yellowed leaves,
I’ll carry them with me through the ages.
An era has been replaced by another,
In the intersection of smoke and steel,
Terrible battles roared, raging.
We fell, then rose again.
The heroes played their parts,
And each day, there are more of them.
Kings ascended the ancient throne.
But this tale is not yet finished.
Harps pour out their songs;
The echo of darkness fades afar,
Birds laugh in the heavens,
We step across the threshold.
We waited long behind the door,
Guarding life and light.
The hour has come, like a spring waterstream,
The path runs for many leagues.
Beyond the sea’s white foam,
Far from our stars,
Meetings and changes await us,
We need only cross the last bridge.
We leave like mists,
And like the blue of night,
Leaving behind us here
The grains of magic.
From sunset to dawn,
And from night to day,
We whisper softly to the leaves, the wind:
I’m leaving. Forgive me.
Separation pours over my heart,
A mist that will not fade in the distance.
But without doubt and fear,
From the harbor of home,
The last ships sail beyond the horizon...
Harps pour out their songs,
The echo of darkness fades afar,
Birds laugh in the heavens.
We step across the threshold.
We waited long behind the door,
Guarding life and light.
The hour has come, like a spring waterstream,
The path runs for many leagues.
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