Текст песни Артур Беркут - Победителей не судят

I choked with grief human
Behind the wall of serfs.
The enemy is in a frenzy expires
Poisonous saliva.

The lava superior forces
The city fell under the yoke of a zealous.
Drowned in boiling pitch,
Pav on stakes in the wolf pits.

Chorus:
Only time will cool the pain,
Five centuries as five minutes.
Winners are not judged,
Defeated not curse ...

2.
Flag pluck over the old tower,
Desecrate another's faith,
Fight relishing a close
Black heart necrosis.

Looking askance cruel,
Laughter evil, inhumane.
Spewing anger on spears,
Umchitsya fanatics in ages ...

Chorus:
What survived, huddled,
Under the hoofs crush.
Winners are not judged,
Defeated not curse ...

3.
Dust and the stench of burnt in the desert,
Suggested to decay to the mercy of the world.
Fortress hand of a leper
Dead rushed into the sky.

Klёkot, growl and howling jackals,
In the blood, claws, teeth and snouts.
The battle spilled carrion,
Tribute for giving donors the proud.

Chorus:
Savage fury of destiny ...
Death - a reward, life - accused ...
Winners are not judged,
Defeated not curse ...