Текст песни ГОНГ - Битва

Death flew over his head,
Shining in the sun sting.
Lock shields; keep the system!
So whether the same is true in the small.

Let the salt eaten armor
All year in sweat and dust.
You saved the horse in the desert -
To the Turks retreated!

All is now behind us,
Through visor look,
This battle is in full swing all around!
Here strikes do not count,
Who is not dead - living,
That's gone now deal!

In the attack, the knights! Forward!
You are waiting for this meeting.
Let under the hooves of the blood flowing,
Wine unequal battle.

In silk dressed Saracens
Prancing and spinning.
Their hundreds of thousands, as one;
You came to fight!

Only death is easy; let the tired hand,
And trembling from the effort knees.
Do you understand, the clarity of heart sings,
And you do not care about the final outcome -
You were born for this moment!