Текст песни Dimaetrius - Я Потомок Хана Мамaя

I am a descendant of Khan Mamaia
A horse is prancing beneath me.
How many souls have ruined, I don’t know
There is fire in the Asian breast.

Blood will spill the dawn in the east
As one, the army blazes.
Many countries - I do not know how many, -
I will have to conquer.

Once the message from the Russian prince -
Turned, dog, to you!
I trampled him through the mud
To the jubilant roar of the Horde.

And a demon stirred in his chest -
Wolf howl, bestial grin.
Yatagan hit the helmet,
Ahead of the Moscow River.

And the hours became seconds:
In the clutter of bloody deeds
With a feathered arrow in the larynx
I am lying among the bloody bodies!

But I was a descendant of the Khan,
A horse pranced beneath me
And in my Asian chest
Asian fire was burning!