Текст песни Легион - До святой земли

Here is the story - the call of thirst seas
Roads gloomy Bedouin
Possession of turtles and snakes.
Mirage, heady like guilt
A story written in the sand
Traces of thousands of caravans,
Apotheosis wandering fear
Burns sultry winds wound ...

Empty bags with water,
We dazzled sunlight
Egypt behind,
There's no turning back.

The sultry wind calmed down over the hill,
Our faces in the dust,
Can we reach, we never ...
Until the holy land.

The desert will kill us,
We will conquer the sand,
But will the sky
There is still high.

The sultry wind calmed down over the hill
Our faces in the dust,
Can we reach, we never ...
Until the holy land.