Текст песни Уильям Эрнест Хэнли - Непокоренный

From the night that hid us, like a moat
Between the poles of the world, black, -
Thank gods
That spirit gave me rebellious.
In the grip of the vicissitudes of the earth
I did not cry out, did not shudder;
and head that is covered in blood
I was not bent under the yoke of fate.
Though the vale of evil and tears
Only the horror of darkness awaits execution
I am years full of threats
Met and meet without fear.
And no matter how narrow the gates are,
No matter how terrible punishments are,
I am the captain of my soul
His master is domineering.