Текст песни ХаризмА - ОХОТНИК

Hunter

You've been my own boss, do not you get up on the clock,
You did not listen to predictions, did not pray heaven
But one old soldier drank the juice of henbane
He said that you are worthy to be chosen the Moon.

And she's proud of you!
She is devoted to her forever!

Follow her on stars
Follow the edge of the marshes
Go before its too late
While she is calling!

Go to battle, to exploit
Go to spite fate
Go for it, the hunter
Take it yourself!

You taught the habits of the animal, you are able to confuse the trail
Are you ready for the sake of faith to change the fate of the planet
Are you ready to fight with his brother for the sake of eternal silence
So an honor to be a soldier, to be chosen the Moon

And she's proud of you!
She is devoted to her forever!

Follow her on stars
Follow the edge of the marshes
Go before its too late
While she is calling!

Go to battle, to exploit
Go to spite fate
Go for it, the hunter
Take it yourself!