Into blinded hemispheres Some who did not figh Brought tales of old to light My 'rocinante' sailed by night On her final flight To the heart of cygnus
When our weary world was young The struggle of the ancients was begun. The gods of Love and Reason Sought alone to rule the fate of Man. They battled
But still neither force would yield. The people were divided, Every soul a battlefield. II. APOLLO: BRINGER OF WISDOM ------------------------------------------------------------- "
Превод: Прилив. Cygnus X-1, книга II: полукълба.
, But still neither force would yield. The people were divided, Every soul a battlefield. II. APOLLO: BRINGER OF WISDOM ------------------------------------------------------------- "