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Thunderbolts breed tribute to centuries
Ancestral Testaments of the Greatest Sages
A fierce wind blows from the depths of the ages
Memories of the valor of fathers

Who covered our lives with their breasts
When hordes of enemies flew to the hail
And the beast fiercely with its mouth
Only the courage of the fathers saved from death

Let the rain wash
A gift of centuries
Let the snow cover
Blood of age-old wounds
Let the rain wash
A gift of centuries
Let the snow cover
Blood of age-old wounds

When the shadow of the sword covered the brow
And on the lips of caked blood
Without fear, looking into the guise of an executioner
The souls of the fathers ascended into the halls of the glorious

Though now the turmoil overshadows the wisdom of the ancestors
But pride is eternal in the memory of sons
She will survive this decrepit gloom
And the honor of the fathers will shine in the sky

Let the rain wash
A gift of centuries
Let the snow cover
Blood of age-old wounds
Let the rain wash
A gift of centuries
Let the snow cover
Blood of age-old wounds

The world of devastation covered the wing of misfortune
But we are alive and this world lives
While the strength of the spirit is one with us
The gift keeps honor to fathers for centuries

Thunderbolts breed tribute to centuries
Ancestral Testaments of the Greatest Sages
A fierce wind blows from the depths of epochs
Memories of the valor of fathers

Let the rain wash
A gift of centuries
Let the snow cover
Blood of age-old wounds
Let the rain wash
A gift of centuries
Let the snow cover
Blood of age-old wounds