(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