Текст песни Лоам - Из волка не сделаешь пса

Of the wolf will not make a dog
1) We are few,
We can be a handful,
The hunt has begun,
But every last Highlander
It keeps us invisible link.
We will stand back to back
And we will stand to the end.
Dogs stray from the circle,
Of the wolf will not make a dog.

Chorus.
There Stars rust with blood,
And ash squeaks on the teeth.
And death is sent to the mountains
And in the hellish abyss rings.
There Stars rust with blood,
And ash squeaks on the teeth.
And death is sent to the mountains
And in the hellish abyss rings.

2) Closer,
Closer hunting,
Clutching at his throat ring.
And a long night until sunrise,
Where death turns the wheel.
We few, we can have a handful,
With the death of one on one
We have every last Highlander
Come down in the shade of vertices.

Chorus.

We will stand back to back
And we will stand to the end.
Dogs stray from the circle,
Of the wolf will not make a dog.

Chorus.