Текст песни Калинов Мост - Я воль

By the depths of the rebellious fires I have disappeared
He melted away with a cry in the wind.
Not to laugh, he called to cry.

Consecrated by one Faith the gunpowder of tears
The past has left the cripples ripe.
Reborn again
And the night trembled
The young heart was aflame.

Battle word reason prowled
No mercy, no embellishment.

Rescue the souls of loved ones from captivity
The angels gave the order.

I will ...
I will ...

Feathered eyes tortured the firmament
Raved reproach past wounds
I thirst for truth.

Tamed other strings to the roar of thunderstorms
The violent settler washed with rains
Matured in floods of troubles.

I believed the sun of the world
I drink fearlessly the dust of the roads
The hot air flies into battle.
Daughters shine in jarve,
The smell of truth breaks nostrils.

Where strength is given to a feat,
Where war will raise you from your knees

Where to come to your aid
Where the Cross sparkles like a whirlwind.

Where strength is given to a feat,
Where war will raise you from your knees

Where to come to your aid
Where the Cross sparkles like a whirlwind.