Текст песни Пилигрим - Вера, свобода и честь www.piligrim-rock.ru

Sticky viscous air
 Fills the chest,
 Catching fire before the storm.
 Do not I wake up,
 I eh not nadivlyus
 Genuine power of rye.
 Dawn will be held creator
 According to the dome.

Chorus:

 Winds are not our blood
 Drawn from different sides.
 But to meet them stands
 Net ringing matins.
 Our roads do not go,
 Our heroes do not count.
 In the song, in prayer, in the shower -
 Faith, Freedom and Honour!

 Who to you with prayer,
 Who to you in prayer.
 Rebels shortened
 A Degree - A Reward.
 For someone whip
 Replace honey.
 Forgive me, Mother Earth,
 Negligent - it should be.
 And with a nod to the spring,
 And to the images.

Chorus