Текст песни Княжая Пустынь - Посолонь

A left shoulder so the fire -
Salts of the bitterness from his unshaven cheeks.
Wind chose the path posolon
Yes sheathed ringing blades.

Steel-shirt on a strong chest,
Faith Ancestors so furious - in the heart,
Following in the path solntseradeniem
From native to embark porch.

Old song echoed in the field,
The dust of the road - fog in the face.
The day is to hear Coy Land
Black vorogov tears yes cry ...

Where the enemy trampled expanse of fields
Yes sowed leprosy and plague,
Mara will lower the evil dogs with chains,
Death came braiding pattern in ...

Come to life in the blue clouds,
Illuminating the body of crimson fires
The valor of the fallen sokroyut century
The coldness Jari sacred winds ...