Текст песни Butterfly Temple - Чертоги Безмолвия - Неба Слеза

A quick dawn - a tear of the sky
Falls down, blinds the eyes
Greenery of oak groves, whisper of water
Cries of fate filled with hops
The clouds have covered the white trail - we disappear
Remember, brothers, grandfathers covenant, raising a sword
Mother earth, your strength fills us,
Mother earth, your strength will become the miracle of our victories
Echoes of dreams - come true or not
Time will judge in response
Fortress of shields, truth of swords,
Stinging eye lunge
Turia horns blow the attack,
The men at arms are closed in a row
The appointed hour has come
God and the spirit of the ancestors for us
Death to the weak reward we do not deserve it
The sword weaves into patterns dark blood into the grass
A scream bursts from the throat with an evil song of glory
The pain torments the body of the victims of wolf play
Tumbleweed, Svarogye Kolo
The time has come to turn back
Vranam falcons cannot be defeated today
The enemy's army will be defeated
Tumbleweed, bright sun
Surya celestial mold over the edge
There is no sweeter vale for a warrior
In the crimson cut to reap the harvest
Echoes of dreams - come true or not
Time will judge in response
Fortress of shields, truth of swords,
Stinging eye lunge
Turia horns blow the attack,
The men at arms are closed in a row
The appointed hour has come
God and the spirit of the ancestors for us