Текст песни Тысячелистник - Страж Северных Врат

Nalёtsya ears of corn grain,
Do not stop abandoned plow.
The wind does not whisper of trouble outside.
Children's laughter subsides suddenly.

Bows and spears into gear went -
Suitable only for hunting now.
Plate are not heroes,
Sword not see the smithy door.

Great-grandparents in the tales talk about those
Those who made their way here in the wilderness,
Those who exchanged freedom for life,
Those times that are gone forever.

  Guardian of the North Gate
    Put your sword - onyx forty cubits,
  Guardian of the North Gate
    Do your feet covered bones
  Guardian of the North Gate
    Destruction of the enemy armies of bears,
    The great city of peace saves.

Lifeblood not spoil outfit
Wood walls not feed the fire,
Scott is not hijacking the evil horde,
Dust will not remember their legs trail.

Wanders along the walls of a gloomy giant
By day and night eye somknёt.
In Castle reigned for a century grace
Grief roads in our region could not be found.

Great-grandparents in the tales talk about those
Those who made their way here in the wilderness,
Those who exchanged freedom for life,
Those times that are gone forever.
  
  Guardian of the North Gate
    The Age of You subsides rumor
  Guardian of the North Gate
    Heard prorostaet grass,
  Guardian of the North Gate
    Who sees afar on sedmits way
    Better defender century is not found.