Текст песни Гимн клана - Харизма Брат мой

Night came - Drak time,
If you are not sleeping, let me sign.
If the gray day passed in any way
You are one of ours!
Wrap an eagle flying in the distance
Wrap the serpent, whose rings are steel,
Wrap the axis - the enemy is Cli
No one is afraid of you!
My brother,
Blood tied us
Ancient rite ...
My brother,
Not shy eyes
I will be near!
On raw grass through fog
The servants of the Great Pan convenes.
Our place there among pollas
Forget your dead city!
There no one sees dreams there,
Do not sings with rain, does not remember words.
Forget about them, go to call
And quench your hunger!
My brother,
Blood tied us
Ancient rite ...
My brother,
Not shy eyes
I will be near!
My brother,
Blood tied us
Ancient rite ...
My brother,
Not shy eyes
I will be near!
My brother,
Blood tied us
Ancient rite ...
My brother,
Not shy eyes
I will be near!
My brother,
Blood tied us
Ancient rite ...
My brother,
Not shy eyes
I will be near! [/ More]