Текст песни СИДА - Охота

Do you hear the call of the ancient horn
Do you hear the clatter of hooves
Hear the dogs barking wild hunt
what again flies after its prey

Whom the wild pack pursues
whom she drives through snow and blizzard
how many hours will the chase last
before their arrows find their target

Wild hunt hour of the night expanse
they are not afraid of the blizzard and snow
because their whole life is a night chase
and always a game was a man

The horn is heard again
it seems a moment and you will see horses
you look at dead faces in hunters
and this day will be the last of the days

Do you hear the call of the ancient horn
Do you hear there far away
So the night hunt has passed
another life gone in the dark