(in memoriam Ronnie James Dio) Music by Legion group, A. Bulgakov English version - Alexey Spectr
Magic, your magic voice, Ronnie I'll fly with you far away And all those mind-blowing solos Sparking to life even dullest of days Perhaps you hid in amber stones somewhere Or, maybe, in the night sky's scattered diamonds Or could it be that you've just sailed away Into the land, the name of which is never rhyming Among the rocks, you sought the face and eyes Of one who'd separate you from your friends Ran up the rainbow and jumped into the sky And walked on water, laughing at the land Magic, your magic voice... Been fooling 'round with sacred mystic flames Been hiding from himself and thing called 'freedom' Been telling us that love was not our game But God is love... and also, 'God' is 'Dio'. You guided all those poor abandoned kids Born in the loud age of rock'n'roll The one of fallen legendary kings Who rule the land of broken silver thrones
Let the black swampy waters part like sea before Moses Let Adam and Devil stop dreaming of women Let the stranger tell you that it's safe to smell roses* And there'll be no more towers for tortures and screaming** In the Valley of Rainbows Sun joyfully rises In the Valley of Rainbows Sun joyfully rises... Magic, your magic voice... *Don't Talk To Strangers **Sixteenth Century Greensleeves