Текст песни МОР - Там, где ветры поют свои песни

In light of the sunless and moonless
Not knowing nothing but grief and sorrow
Wolves prowl here and there alone

Where the mighty
Strong winds
Sing their proud
Morena songs

Tears on the cheeks of the Northern (proud) Warriors
They are not of grief and sorrow
Their eyes knocks winter cold
Hateful leading to the battle with the enemy

Where will merge
Together winds
Hymns Morena
And our victory

Many funeral fires in the night
For her blood pours the frozen ground
Our steel stranglehold bites
And upon the garments of soldiers symbol of victory

Where the land
Tempered blood
Pain, hatred
And frost Death

No enemies of our place on earth
In the power of the beautiful as before Moraine
Which they fear more deaths
And therefore we should not be afraid