Текст песни Англичане, индейцы, Покахонтас - О ненависти 2

- This day has come to attack!

- Just this morning
Withdraw captive

- We'll see how they will die

- Something I should do,
That he had not fallen in the dust

- The enemy will die here

- Help me the spirit of the land

- We are ready for battle

- I'm far from the target

- Where are you, rage takes us and the spirit

- If only I could help
Mountains, the sky and the river!

- Demons, wild, death to them!

- Wild, wild

- There is no fault of our

- And apart razorvёm
Kill without pity

- We went on the warpath

- Louder, the drums of war!

- Believe it impossible,
They are not our friends
On the warpath

- The death of all of us only promises
A terrible war drum!