Текст песни Уильям Эрнест Хэнли - Непокоренный дух

From under the cover of darkness the night ,
 Because black holes terrible torment
 I thank all the gods
 For my spirit unclimbed .

And I got into trouble a vise ,
 He does not waver , and groaned ,
 And under the blows of fate
 I was wounded , but did not fall .

The trail is broad and evil tears ,
 The further way is not clear , though ,
 Yet the difficulties and troubles
 I , as before, do not fear .

 No matter what the gate narrow
 I was not afraid of danger .
 I - the master of his own destiny ,
 I - the captain of my soul .