Текст песни Химера - Последний из Могикан

Redskin in colored rags,
Confess - who are you?
Your time has gone down the heavenly path
In the mud of a happy hunt
With a tomahawk in a big hand
You fight the shadows
Your time has gone down the frozen river
So as not to meet with us

Hey! The last of the Mohicans,
The rainy season is coming!
The last of the Mohicans,
Soon the parade of planets!
The last of the Mohicans,
Time to forget the leaders!
The last of the Mohicans,
There is no turning back!
No!..

You conceived to push the worlds
By the power of ancient curses
But words are killed and do not warm fires
On cold pavement
Old Warrior, Eagle, Thunderstorm,
You are in shock today
But words are killed and laugh in the eyes
Pale-faced creatures

Hey! The last of the Mohicans,
The rainy season is coming!
The last of the Mohicans,
Soon the parade of planets!
The last of the Mohicans,
Time to forget the leaders!
The last of the Mohicans,
There is no turning back!
No!