Текст песни Holdaar - Последний

He spreads his gaze over the Russian land
He is looking for a hearth where in blissful warmth
He can sleep, gathering strength again,
Move on again under the shade of oak groves,

Where the gods spoke to his people,
They called for war - that was a long time ago ...
Few listened, their end has come!
They were slaughtered like silent sheep!

They did not listen to the Ancestors, forgot the Gods,
And the souls were inclined to the gods of strangers!
And they gave out the land, gave out gifts,
After all, the dead do not need the wealth of the earth ...

And so he wanders, and around strangers,
How evil jackals they gaze ...
The last wolf, they are afraid of him,
He is old, lonely and not a warrior for a long time!

And there is no longer the strength to bend your knees,
He wants to rest from his life
Walking wanderer and hunger like a beast
He breaks the stubborn will, now ...

The pack comes running, he is ready for battle!
He remembers the greatness of the ancient Gods!
Sadness darkens the hero's brow,
Now after all - what death, and that life is all the same!