Текст песни Волчий Острог - Змея Тетивы

Dirty blood salt fall on the ground lacerations ,
Tears of heaven rain pluck poison burns studio.
River to boil black resin , we do not accept the alien .
Injustice to the bottom of the faith on the banner , stands the White army .

Who here think he is lord
Gray miserable shepherd the flock ?
Let poperhnёtsya bile flattery
His loyal servants.
Narok our swastika - sun
Free wind path .
All that for centuries was called & quot; foreign & quot;
Libertines cuts from the shoulder

Chain - ringing northern coldness ,
Rocky seashore Hand.
Our holy to the dogs do not take away,
Waiting for their bloody language.

Amid the oak forests , the steppes immense ,
Our word unwritten law .
Will not find peace here Gentile
Not violate the Motherland Pocono !
We do not know shame lesions
Do not sleep under the cover of the earth.
One that anciently force fed ,
We will fill up the ranks of Fame

Chain - ringing northern coldness ,
Rocky seashore Hand.
Our holy to the dogs do not take away,
Waiting for their bloody language.
We will not surrender its borders ,
Chosen path , the gift of fate.
Yaro surging require - fires
In the sky kite string