Текст песни Divanovoz - Викинги идут

Songs not to hear ,
Here on perishable field , beat or lie .
Wind will bring ,
Howl enemy - delight , a poisonous honey.
Waiting for the fate of the dead man ,
Shall flee - a madman , will stand - a brave man !
Honor, as God's whip !
Get out of the way , out of the way !
The Vikings are coming.

Where is your destiny?
 - Where he was and was not , where are you and me.
Where are your words?
 - They carry the fire into the sky languages ​​.
Who is the blacksmith,
What forges winning hearts through faith ?
Beaten to the enemy ,
Do not count your victories ,
Red and Green Flag !