Текст песни RsH - Волчий пастырь

& quot; Wolf Shepherd & quot;

Prince of Smolensk, a proud old man,
By the power of the Volkhov I cried.
Thousands of swords and maces
Do not save from witchcraft.
He begged the priest to call
Dark forces unclean anger
To the prince was ever
A strong, formidable, like the lion.

The internecine war.
Each other, brother against brother.
Blood spilled in full,
But the prince - is not enough.

Priest conducts rituals
Causes wolf spirit.
Wolf shepherd blood scarlet
All zalёt nailed like flies.

Whoever wolves recorded,
Do not be able to save lives.
On the ground, no one is eternal.
Their teeth are sharp as a sword.

The internecine war.
Each other, brother against brother.
Blood spilled in full,
But the prince - is not enough.
The method can use any,
To win over fools.
But you can not forget one thing:
The victim may be he himself.

That was a wild spirit,
Shepherd Wolf, wolf king.
The priest hurried away,
Fear not the leveler.

But I did not know Prince of Smolensk,
He noted that fate.
And, listening to complaints,
The prince stared wolf's throat.

Lyricist: Vladimir Kosminin
Music: Tyeglev AI Gorshkov AP
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