Текст песни Donover - Зрубані Воїни

Ancient warriors - the treasures of the country,
The wealth of the people and the wisdom of ages.
And dependent, unfortunately, from the immature minds,
What forget the value of the treasures.

Young replenishment need of care
And no one to lead them to the selection.

Pr .:
You see the earth bare field ... |
And the sea of ​​corpses and a sea of ​​blood, |
Everywhere lie and cry everywhere! | 2p
Felled soldiers felled warriors! |

Shamenysya, man! Stop! Think!
Felled soldiers asking for help!

And we do not see, do not believe them.
And mindlessly kill the body of saints.
Stone is heard, the cries of the soul,
Flesh covered field of ruins.
Cruelty human, people rot
Feeling all decomposed on the field of battle.
And the battle goes no enemies,
The battle goes with human minds.

Nature is suffering, only warns
And patience it breaks all expectations.
And the soldiers are not allowed and tears,
Surely stand proudly and patiently dying ...

Pr .:
You see the earth bare field ... |
And the sea of ​​corpses and a sea of ​​blood, |
Everywhere lie and cry everywhere! | 2p
Felled soldiers felled warriors! |

Shamenysya, man! Stop! Think!
Felled soldiers asking for help!