Текст песни Волколак - Прощание с Родом

Beating the fire in the windows of carved,
Terem sheltered by the wall of the prison.
Wolf at the table among the brothers of gray -
Voyev dashing left a bit.

& Quot; We are destined to stand firm:
The wild animals we will become to handle,
The sun will shine in the sky,
Night to die, but the day to revive & quot ;.

& Quot; mother gave to drink milk, so we fed bread
Niva stings father heart of oak, but forged a sharp sword.
You always were ready for battle, born saved from their enemies,
In the mountain he helped so reconciled, so in honor judged & quot ;.

That's really the enemy waiting at the gate,
Associated jail alive wall:
The mouse does not slip, the beast will not pass.
& Quot; We have the same rules with an iron will & quot ;.

The wind carries a furious howl,
Smoke on the prison winds clubs:
& Quot; Skins steel chainmail Down,
Clean the battle will go before the gods & quot ;.

Zvonko circling dance of swords,
Wolf's eyes fill with blood.
A flock of mad rushes forward,
Hundreds of enemies, taking with him.

& Quot; The heavy fighting, we are willing to accept,
Lyutymi death with enemies to fight.
The sun will shine in the sky,
Night to die, but the day to revive & quot ;.