Текст песни Butterfly Temple - Гимны Рода Пели В Груди

Heart breaks own hand
Spray tears, the question on the lips
Where is he, patience edge of thirst? ...
Bridle will tear cry once ...

Ledoux sacrifice shall bring the blood, and fire!
Smoem past with chela Siches polyhnom!
Herbs to aid the winds gallop
Burns palm boom
Flight grass bears, groaning string

Hymns sung sort chest
Aria word road lead the way!
Blood - our rivers, the flesh - an ancient forest
Glory Triglav - thank heavens!

Burned my heart gods, holding an arrow
Horse flame on the verge shoot in darkness
Shine sword filled with blood river to the brim
And the hand closes the eyelids, skuot heart in the ice!

Funeral feast on the night of June burst an hundred fires
Will float the ship dead in the footsteps of the gods
With bated breath, listen to the lapping of the waves of heaven
Crows circling above the mound, the guard Pocono

Sing, the wind, the song of the war!
Howl arrows ringing string
Dream, reality, bloody light
Many victims get ice

Crying, screaming, ringing metal
Call of death - heart-rending groan
Drinking wine land war
Howl arrows ringing string!